The Flag is up.

Our big old heavy cotton flag is up on Mrs B’s birthday. I raised it when the sun was about to rise and Mrs B was still asleep. The Flag belonged to her parents, who got it when they build their house and got a flagpole 70 years ago. We use the flag when there is something special tocelebrate and the wind is not too strong. Mrs B was celebrated yesterday. Some friends came today for a cuppa and a cake…and a GT. Another lovely day by the sea.