Work in progress

It's getting close to dinner time and I am still trying to construct our new table and chairs. We've only been waiting for 5 years, another hour won't hurt.

When my mother died six years ago I was left with a large item of hers. It had no use to me but it still took me all this time to find it a new home so we can have a table for the family to eat at. I'm still very sad, but every time I look across the table at her grandchildren i'll know she's living on.

I had better get back to work! One more chair to go.