Singing for us

Final preparations today for a midday Christmas dinner with daughters and grandsons tomorrow. The boys wanted us all to go to Swanson, as they wanted to cook a roast chicken for us. As it turned out, other activities occupied them and their mother was the cook. We had a low key meal, during which a tui flew into the nearest big tree and proceeded to sing lustily. The little Canon, on full zoom, allowed for an excellent capture.

During the pre-meal conversation Mr H rested his chin on his Granny's head as she was sitting on an ottoman. He's not yet quite reached her height, despite appearances to the contrary in today's extra.