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Spring has sprung(ish), or at least is unfurling a bit. Already feeling more optimistic. Very much looking forward to our trip to Lewis at the end of the month. It will be lovely to have my brother and sister there too. Granny and 'grandpa molluscs' (as R has dubbed him) will be chuffed to have us all home. As usual, I will need to phone ahead and request that they stock the freezer to bursting point with all the things I hated as a child (all the foodstuffs, I mean, not 'the dark' and the girl next door) but have resolutely failed to master cooking as an adult. Mince, for example. I can make a passable attempt at such things but it's never quite the same.