Well, it's a very weird time, between a very much loved parent passing away, and the funeral. And while I keep telling myself that the phrase 'life goes on', I think it will inevitably all still feel a bit odd until Mum's funeral day comes.
But, the sun was out, and it was very nice to see Mikey & Margo and the small monkeys. Patrick was a dab hand at helping Hawksey dig up some potatoes to go with lunch, and little cuteseypie Emmeline was very interested in Mojo..
And then it was time to dash down to the cottage to go and collect Scrumpy who J&R had kindly been dog sitting while we were up north at the family wedding. Ross tried out our gift of a BBQ rotisserie and a mighty fine bit of pork was scoffed by all.
Beautifully washed down by some fine wine for the three of them and a handful of margaritas for classy old me.. x