The train came and went

What are we doing?
No idea!

When we arrived at the station, we were told that the London train was running late and wouldn’t be in for 15 minutes. So Gordon wandered off and I sat down with my book. A train came in but we ignored it . . . next minute the four were saying hello.

So I had missed my chance of taking a photo as they got off the train, which seems to be something I have liked to do. We could go back and pretend . . . so they did, except only one of them knew what they were doing.

So they are here. Walks have been taken, birds have been watched, casseroles have been eaten, lots has been talked about. Tomorrow we have ‘the great aunts’ visiting.