The First Picture of You

I sent D up into the loft on the hottest day of the year to find my old photo albums so that I can make a card for my oldest and dearest friend on her 50th birthday next week. He did moan quite a lot but managed to unearth a dusty box of albums (not without a lot of sneezing and swearing ) and I spent a happy hour or so going through for some good ones. What a lot of memories in that box!
I went to school for a few hours this morning and we went through a couple of cupboards, sorting, filing and chucking away.
I feel I’ve achieved quite a lot today!