Bridgewater visit

We woke up to a lovely family breakfast this morning at T's parents house after a great night's sleep despite the howling wind and lashing rain that was beating the Fylde coast. We were clearly so tired that we were all flat out, even C didn't wake up until after 8am.

We did some more presents, chasing of the grandparents' animals, catching up, packing up and then it was time to leave.

Off we set to do battle with the merry M6 again. I was so happy as we decided to visit the Emma Bridgewater factory in Stoke (my favourite and much collected pottery), so we had lunch in their lovely cafe next to their polka dot aga and then I did the factory shop sale.

I had a ball, spent some Xmas money and got some lovely things. Result.