A lovely evening

Dinner with old (less of the old, I can hear them shout) friends. Margaret was our childminder from our kids being born until R was 4, at which time they moved back to Scotland and I was devastated. Never again did I ever find someone so dedicated to childcare.

Anyway, 13 years later, they are back here for the weekend, staying in a beautiful cottage a few miles out of Ulverston towards Coniston (literally in the middle of nowhere surrounded by stunning lake district scenery), with their son, his wife and their big, black, gorgeous lab, Ollie (I've not air brushed his eyes, so at least you can see where he is).

A lovely evening reminiscing and catching up. Jim and J were both driving so I had to help drink the wine, it would have been rude not to