First there was the man on the Clapham Omnibus. Now there's me! A reasonable woman, living near the Piccadilly Line.
Wednesday, 14 July 2010
Christmas in the middle of the summer
I went to the old country for the weekend to catch up with BF’s two daughters who were home. One had flown in from New Zealand and the other from Vancouver. It does not seem that long ago since they were two wee tots sitting all squeaky clean after a bath in their pajamas on the one easy chair, their pink faces encasing eyes full of expectation. I came in behind them and gave each of them a selection box. The boxes were slightly different and had a few cut out games and gizmos with them. Well, if I had given them an ounce of gold along with a handful of emeralds, they could not have been more excited. Their eyes opened wide as saucers as they scampered off to different places in the house to examine their treasure. Then, when calmer, they compared their respective booty and munched their way through the chocolate. Now look at them - they are beautiful, accomplished women. Where did the time go? It was more than lovely to hear their stories, see them looking so good and to see BF looking so happy.
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