
Mrs M was welling up during the ceremony which affected her ability to use a camera. Her cheeks glistened with pride. The group celebrated in town with Cornish pasti
es while the weather turned from bad to really nasty.

Al arrived at the restaurant for the celebratory meal in the evening with stories of train traumas to explain his tardiness. Mother’s snout was too wedged in her plum duck on noodles to notice what anyone else was eating. They dined heartily.
No comments:
Post a Comment