What Am I Doing Here?

The only decoration on the 'christmas tree', otherwise large house plant in the corner.

She's the successor to the white dove we had for years, until it turned grey and its feathers got thin, and the children renamed it the scabby pigeon.

She seems a bit surprised to be there.

It was lovely to have our oldest friends visit us for lunch today (oldest in the sense that we've known them for a very long time, since school days...). 

We had plenty to talk about, setting the world to rights, and I forgot to take any pictures. Again.