Since time has been slipping away I’ve decided to at least pop the journalling up here and finish my pages later (in the new year most likely!)
Another birthday today, Steve’s 31st. We celebrated with Stan, Woo, Les (and Asha – Emily practises saying their names too), under the pergola with Steve’s choice of lasagne and two cakes – sponges with cream and one with strawberries the other. My contibution was my first ever French loaf which I made into the biggest garlic bread slices ever.
Phill spent all day moving some retaining wall from Wonderwall in Carlisle to Foss St with a borrowed trailer, in preparation for next week.