Not Quite Ripe Enough To Eat

We drove down to meet Dad and my brother at a local restaurant for lunch. It was lovely to see them as I had not seen Dad since January, even with the virtual daily phone call since the start of lockdown, it’s not quite the same.

After a long lunch, we headed off to our holiday house in Cheltenham. It’s perfect for us, so large we have almost have a reception room each and bathrooms to spare! We had a nice evening just chilling in the house, although Eldest did raid this magnificent fig tree in the garden...but they weren’t quite ripe enough to be edible.