Rory and Oonagh

Jen came last night and we went for tapas at 1725 in town. We came home around midnight and Dazzle (Who had been chief babysitter) lit the fire. We sat in the garden until 3.30, fire blazing, wine flowing, chatter nattering.

It's always a good idea until the kids get up again at 7.30am.

We went out for a drive this afternoon - in search of sandwiches and peace. We pulled parked up in Bolton-le-Sands by the sea and the level crossing and a young girl was there on her horse. As she approached she offered to let the kids have a sit on the beautiful Oonagh. How they beamed. Instant forgiveness for the early wake up call.

Mx