A couple of months ago, took DP and DP's sister to the Emma Bridgewater Factory in Stoke. Bloody brilliant day. Made me proud to be British, and really enjoyed learning about the Victorian history of pottery in Stoke. Can't wait to go back.
It was a day out for DP's sister's birthday. She's usually great. But am a bit peeved, to be quite honest, that my birthday came and went a few weeks ago, and nary a message received by me - on my big day (it was a milestone birthday), or after.
AIBU to be expecting at least a little thought? Or am I being taken for a mug? Especially after I paid for her to paint a custom Emma Bridgewater mug? Not sure how to feel about it all...
Thanks loves.