What Else To Do On A Wet Day ....

..... but sort out and re-label your old photo albums (and arrange them in date order of course!)

When we woke up this morning Tess said she didn't want to sort out any more wardrobes or bookcases (we've done quite enough of that this week), but when we saw it was tipping down with rain we took one look at all the photo albums that had come out of the wardrobe and were now lying on the study floor and thought there was only one thing for it.

Needless to say, we spent more time laughing (and sighing) at old photos than labelling and sorting. This one kind of made us go "Aaah" (or aagh!): we reckon this was in the Summer of 75 at Cortina in the Italian Dolomites; later in that holiday, sitting on a beach in the moonlight after a trip to Venice, was when I proposed. Whatever happened to those slim young things (and my hair)?

Note the vintage-looking camera!