Beautiful Belles

The day started with a dental appointment. I have a bit of dental phobia, when I was 8 Mr Dickinson tried to drill a tooth that had an abscess sitting underneath it. It hurt and I bit down hard, unfortunately Mr Dickinsons fingers were in my mouth, so it was his fingers that were bitten. I ran out of the door and refused to come back. I can go to the dentist now without to much problem, but if I ever needed a root canal filling I think I might be in trouble.
I rescued Meg, Charlottes friend from the Edinburgh train with her cat and her tonsillitis, (long story).
In the evening I went to Sarah's leaving party at the cricket club. She'd been working hard all week cooking. We drank, we sang, we danced and we laughed - a very good night. Michelle on the left is a colleague who will be starting with us in July, and Ruth on the left retired in April and is enjoying her new ventures.