Soop they're beautiful. Sooooo decorative on your lawn. (Not quite in dear little Toby's league, of course.). Before you know it, he's going to be charging around your lawn. Let's use this thought as part of our new onwards and upwards moods...
Another gorgeous day here. Very hot again and very blue but DH bravely cut the lawn and took a ton of stuff to the Dump (Déchetterie here in France...I prefer 'dump' because that's what you do!). We received not one but two fabulous parcels from the UK. Like 25 December it was and almost made up for not being able to go/not being bothered to go proper shopping. There were some wonderful things we were waiting for, new brushes and frog tape and Annie Sloan chalk paint and glaze. And the other parcel, exciting new baking tins from that wonderful kitchen company in the Lakes and, ta dah!!!! a new ironing board cover which I badly needed and haven't been able to find. The little things that cheer now, eh? Finally, a nice large loaf of bread has been baked and as soon as it's cool, we'll need to partake of a slice to check quality control, etc., Heated the kitchen up a bit but that was to be expected - unlike your little surprise, Nannytopsy. Don't you just wonder about people sometimes!
Hope your day hasn't been too sad, Susan and you'll both raise a glass to him this evening. Doodle so good of you to offer to escort the Mees gang to The Argy where they can disco themselves to a standstill if necessary. Looks like soop will have enough to do catering for The Fezzant Family now in residence.
Not sure what to say about your dental dramas Charleygirl. Well, I am. But it's quite rude, so won't air my feelings here. I feel so bad for you, and shall keep everything crossed that you'll get something (a real commitment) earlier.
Great news about little Hattie, Maw. They usually come good with hand-fed chicken slivers and rice, I find. Hope you didn't forget a little linen napkin and a nice porcelain plate. Girls like that have standards, even if they're a bit poorly.....
Hope you get to see your DD, callgirl. Or speak to her, maybe? Sure she'd understand - however much she must look forward to seeing familiar faces - these are really tricky times and you do need to take care of yourself as well. A 50 mile round trip is quite a mission even if you're fully fit.
Sending you all good wishes and also to Cherry, Panache and dear Izabella if you're watching.
Ciao for now from French France.