Comfortable Shoes

Well, the day turned out very well.

The weather was fine, and Mum and Dad enjoyed the drive out to the Jolly Waggoner. They don’t see much countryside these days, Mum in particular loved all the fresh greenery.

Four generations there. We all eat and drank very well, my sister’s birthday cake went down a treat to end it all. 99 candles a physical impossibility, and requiring far too much puff for an elderly lady to manage.

Mum’s always worn sensible shoes. Comfort is the thing. So no surprise she wears trainers.

I’ve taken quite a lot of people photographs today. This is a heavily cropped version of a pic before Mum changed out of her dressing gown. I thought Mum ought to be in today’s blip, somehow.