Mrs P

It was a wild and windy Liverpool when we arrived, but the pilot (female of course) made a superb landing. We whizzed down to Formby on the train, spotting nacreous cloud on the way (everyone in the train thought we were nuts and didn’t even look out of the window). Mrs Pepperpot had her tea with us after having constructed a gingerbread house with her pals. Back on the train for fish pie and upside pudding with Anna. It’s still blowing a hoolie, but we are safe and sound and full with loving family.