York House in Dorchester

I have stolen my Mum's photo! She is enjoying a few days away in Weymouth and took the bus to Dorchester to meet her sister in law. This was the house where we spent every other Christmas when we were growing up. Aunts, uncles, cousins and the dog. It was tennis, or cards, or darts, or table tennis, or lots of eating. When my mum sent this we were all reminiscing over my dad being caught in the pantry, stealing all the biscuits and treats and getting caught red handed when he knocked the tray if eggs off the shelf! Happy days!