Sharing the joy

This is my pal’s domain. It’s also become a ritual: my grandchildren look forward to visiting this cosy room, and to the kind of child-friendly baking that doesn’t involve curses and consternation. These are left to Grandma ...

Today they made pizza. The dough was already chillin’ in the fridge; they had the fun of topping and decorating. We all played Beggar my Neighbour while the pizzas rose and baked. Later, the girls had shots on Di’s collection of recorders. They picked tomatoes and a cucumber to take home.

A lovely way to spend a wet afternoon...