Teddy's boys.

This is my g/father, Edward, with his three son's. My dad is on the right, Clement in the middle, and Cyril on the left. Harold wasn't born when this was taken  and he was the one that most followed my father, in looks anyway. The four boy's served in the Second World War, and met up in Cairo. Luckily. they all came back home safely.
I made some cheese scones this morning, just in time for lunch, and this afternoon I washed the kitchen floor. Another day at home, and I can't believe how it really doesn't bother me anymore, in fact, I quite like it.