Countdown to St Valentine’s Day

It is that time of year again and Söderberg is in on the act, making a display of very colourful Mazarin tarts to tempt us. I bought one yesterday to act as a cake to hold the candle for my daughter’s birthday.


It’s strange how friendships ebb and flow during  one’s lifetime. This afternoon I had tea with two people I used to know when I lived in the old castle but was not particularly close to although our children attended the same primary school.

With changed circumstances two of us have downsized to new neighbourhoods but we have now started meeting up every so often for the craic.