Just wanting to keep up to date with my iPhone pictures so here is a selection from the last month or so.
- George had a sleepover - we made some little fancy cakes together.
- Another sleepover for both George and Nicholas. We played Ludo. That’s Nicholas’ hand in front of the camera. Little monkey!
- Charlie ready to go home late one afternoon. He wanted to take Tiny Tears with him :-) Tiny Tears belongs to his Aunty Vicki. Father Christmas brought her many moons ago when Victoria was 18 months old. Unbelievably Tiny Tears still has her original tiny dummy in her mouth! Is also wearing clothes I knitted for her all those years ago and the yellow blanket he’s carrying is one my sweet sister-in-law Brenda crocheted for Victoria before she was born.
- Each of the boys planted a conker. They are outside in the garden now. I wonder if any of them will grow. I’m not holding my breath.
- Shopping trip and lunch with my girls. We had lunch in The Salt Cellar – we like it in there.
- On a little outing with Lesley to Hebden Bridge we both got a bit of a shock. We spotted the Naked Rambler. The poor man is obviously a troubled soul. I ask you, who in their right mind would walk about, all year round, naked in Great Britain!? We don’t exactly have the weather for it do we? The authorities keep throwing him in prison but it strikes me that a psychiatric unit might be of more help to him.
- Charlie tucking in to a soft boiled egg and toast for tea. This was Friday night just gone and Nicholas was sitting opposite Charlie eating the same thing.
- Also on Friday night it was Nicholas’ turn for a sleepover. He helped me make the pancakes. As often as these boys have had breakfast here I can’t remember a time when they haven’t asked for pancakes. They just love ‘em.
- Eating the pancakes with granddad. I like how Nicholas has got his arm up around his granddad’s shoulder.
- Saturday morning I got the train into Manchester, which incidentally was 45 minutes late! It’s never much fun waiting for a delayed train but Saturday was particularly frustrating because I had arranged to meet my lovely cousin, Sylvia, to attend an 11 a.m. Coffee Concert in Manchester Cathedral. Luckily and with only minutes to spare we actually made it just before a young classical pianist, Albert Cano Smit, was introduced and the concert commenced.
- It’s that time of year again. The Continental Christmas Markets were in full swing.
- And last but not least a sneaky picture of a man at rest.
Until next time,