It’s Bank Holiday Monday, and we are still basking in the afterglow of Louis Catorze’s Quinceañera (which Cat Daddy keeps pronouncing as “quince-a-rama”, like Bananarama but with, erm, a quince instead of a banana).
The final guest list was as follows:
- The Dog Family
- Cocoa the babysit cat and his sister Chanel’s folks
- Family Next door
- That Neighbour* and his wife
- Blue the Smoke Bengal’s mamma
*That Neighbour is so called because he is always the one who ends up escorting Catorze home after he escapes out at The Front and goes on the rampage. When telling the story I always finish with, “And guess who it was that brought him home?” And the person listening says, “Oh no, not that neighbour again?”
There was food (nachos with refried bean and tomato salsa dips, chicken enchiladas with salad and guacamole, lime and salted pretzel baked cheesecake and a Spanish cheese board) and drink aplenty, an outdoor mood board of some of our favourite Catorzian moments, Latin American music and general merriment, from 2:30pm until past 9pm.
Catorze’s guests even brought him birthday cards:
Throughout it all, the birthday boy cordially greeted his guests, let the kids cuddle him, but mainly observed the proceedings from the other end of the garden, as if the whole thing were a bit too downmarket for him. He did, however, make sure that his late afternoon visite aux toilettes was timed perfectly to coincide with the serving of our main course. Yes, someone took a picture. No, I won’t be publishing it here.
We were too busy having fun to take many photos, but here are a couple from the day. We are so grateful to everyone who came although, now, we need to think about if and how we should go bigger and better for Catorze’s Sweet Sixteen next year …
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