Just can’t think of a title for this post today.
On here quickly to share this:
There’s a picture of Chris and Cal looking smart together on my phone, with laden plates of Xmas buffet, but you’ll have to wait for that.
Cal was delighted to see us. For about 3 minutes. He then skipped – yes, skipped – back onto the dance floor and threw a multitude of shapes until food time. Ate two full platefuls of savoury and two full platefuls of sweet things. Then, having modelled his Santa hat and beard (see above), he skipped – yes, skipped – back onto the dance floor again. We left him in full swing, purchasing a drink at the bar. I think he’s grown up.
Birthday hamper has filled up again, thanks to a newly retired Fiona and half her winter fuel allowance – thank you very much indeedy.
And Rosie has a new gold holly leaf decoration for her grave, thanks to Rocks for Rosie Celia. Thank you very much for that too. Will now go and put it there, along with the beautiful pink roses from her great-aunt Pam (Rosie’s great aunt, not Celia’s) and the bowl of grandparently snowdrops.