Dinner Time

I visited Nigel and family this evening and took a photo of them having dinner. 

The photograph reminded me of the very old (pre me) one of my parents, Gran and Jen & David enjoying a meal around the table. (Late 1950s)

Clearly, my parents could not afford curtains nor glasses for their beers!

On the way home, I slipped on a wet, mossy, pavement and went flying!
I caught my arm in a bush on my way down and ripped the sleeve of my Christmas jumper!

I was worried I had sprained my ankle but luckily it is just bruised! Two scabby knees and jarred hips and wrists! It could have been far worse!