RIP Cilla Black

After going to bikram this morning I was browsing the internet when news started circulating that Cilla Black had died at the (relatively) young age of 72.  It's always sad when you hear of someone passing, but you know I always felt that a big part of Cilla's heart died with her husband when he died in 1999.

Not so long a lovely three part series about Cilla's life was screened on tv.  My crazy family and I spent three lovely evenings dressed in 60's clothes watching the tv show.  Thinking about Cilla will always remind me about that.  Read my blog about it here

RIP Cilla, you are with your beloved Bobby now.

Cilla night

My mother, aunts and cousin and I have been following a three part tv series about the singer Cilla Black.  The first episode we were in my Aunt Mary's house.  We were all dressed up in 60's clothes and Mary put on a spread of kitsch 1960's food (cheese hedgehog etc!) for the screening.  Yes my family are crazy like that.  It was a great night.

Episode 2 we went to my cousin Kasey's to watch it.

Again we dressed in funny clothes :-)

I made the starter.

Orange juice!!!!

Yes, you read that right.  Orange juice.

This stems from a funny story about my mam's wedding.  

When I was in my teens I was looking at my mother's wedding photos when I spotted something.

Me: "oh look at you, you goodie goodie drinking orange juice on your wedding day"

Mam: *embarrassed face* "that was the starter"

The year was 1973.  

How funny is that!!!!

Kasey made a fab chilli using her fab South African spices.

Another great night and I am looking forward to the final episode which will be held in my Aunt Anne's house.  And yes we will probably dress up again.