Cat's son came back … and he brought a friend. Friend's mother got all confused about the time difference between Australia and DC and rang at some unGodly hour on Sunday morning (it was still dark so it was certainly unGodly).
The manservant answered the phone "hello, hello, hello??? You ring me before 8am on a Sunday morning and then you won't talk to me!". Hangs up.
Five minutes later phone rings again and he answers and without any ado says: 'hello? - I'll put Emjay on". I feel a little embarrassed as I take the phone wondering what she must think of these rude people her daughter is staying with. She thought it was the middle of Monday morning here and was ringing to say "happy birthday" to her daughter.
So today is now Monday and the manservant went to huge effort to get her a birthday cake – our ghetto Safeway does not carry birthday cakes – apparently people in my neighbourhood do not wish to celebrate their birthdays. Poor guy trekked to Giant in the next "suburb" to get a cake. Now we wait for Lloyd to bring her home so we can celebrate and she can report to her mother that we really are nice people!
Edited to add the photo. She was thrilled!