Annual lunch

Two years late. 
A two hour round trip and a quiet pub brunch with my two ex sister in laws.  
With Omicron fast approaching,  I was glad that Anne's  grandson's school fete was outside, even if it was raining.  The kids did a great job trying to keep their homemade goods dry and I got a dry paperback. The third in a trilogy  that I've  wanted for a while. So when the lockdown,  that I have decided is coming next week happens, I  will at least have something  to look forward  to.
I don't  know actually  if I could keep up the hectic  pace since lockdown finished anyway. Old? I hear you say. That purple hat is mine, with pride.

XS.