Cuckoo Gallon

... or maybe more? Lots of Cuckoo Pints, anyway, at the bottom of my sister's garden! We drove about 135 miles there and back to spend the day with her. Mr PP did the driving and direction finding. I mostly slept!! Managed a walk round her lovely garden in light drizzle, before it rained properly. What a summer!

There was no line dancing class today, so it seemed a good way to spend the day, and was lovely to see her.