Remember

those afternoons when the sun finally shines and you spend a few hours with friends to celebrate how life is good.

After a match this morning (gloss over that a bit, 4-6, but then they are already League Champions, last match next weekend) there was some sorting and shopping and then Geoff's surprise 70th birthday up towards Fornalutx at T's house. There was a lovely mix of people who love Geoff, including my two boys, three dogs and a cat. All of the latter in heaven in the shade of the trees. However, the Beagle puppy got a little bit too excited much to our amusement and slight horror. No, you do not want details. Dougal looked on with disdain and swiftly rejected all amorous advances.

I picked a few last roses from M's garden. It is looking so beautiful. He is going back to Hamsterjam tomorrow and we will have to live on memories for a little while.