As Mothers Days go, this was not a bad one.  It actually all started on Friday morning when a knock on the door revealed the delivery of a lovely bunch of flowers.  Eddie had chosen well as the bouquet included my favourite flowers – Freesias and Roses – and was beautiful. As we knew that Sunday was going to be an odd day, as youngest son was at a rugby festival from 9.30 until 13.30, so we decided to head up to Matlock for the day on Saturday. I will have a separate post about Matlock on here within the next few days. The actual day itself – youngest son was up…