Phew, a busy weekend.
Thomas & Jessie on Friday - a lovely day, so we put the tent up on the lawn & played "camping" & had lunch outside.
P & A came to dinner, by which time the rains had come.Jessie helped make dinner & laid the table, whilst T rested up, watching a DVD with G.
On Sat morning we had a meeting here about the planned church fundraisers.
I completed my sermon, then went to Solihull, to shop.
It is Chris Thompson's retirement do on Tuesday; I have bought her the Jenny Joseph poem, "Warning" & attempted to buy all of the articles mentioned. I have the red hat, purple skirt & satin sandals, slippers, summer gloves & brandy to find.
We have a stall at The Whitacres & Shustoke Show, next Sat. We have to make a display board, that is, we have to find a board & then make a scintillating display to put on it.
No problem there then.
We have done 45 invitations to order tickets to the Blyth Hall Soiree & delivered most of them.
We drove around the lanes of Botts Green this evening, looking for a couple of farms, without success.
Some of those we did find had no letter boxes! The guilt felt in having to open a back door to throw a letter into the house.
I took services at LM & NW this morning, then home to get lunch, with Judith & Peter.
G gave the invitation late last night, so the meal was a little unusual (what we had available) - jacket potatoes with chili followed by rice pudding made with palm sugar, strawberries & cream, coffee & coffee cake.
Since I started cooking cakes in the non-fan oven my cakes have tripled in height. I have even ventured to enter some in the show on Sat, since we shall be there early anyway, setting up our stall.
Thomas & Jessie on Friday - a lovely day, so we put the tent up on the lawn & played "camping" & had lunch outside.
P & A came to dinner, by which time the rains had come.Jessie helped make dinner & laid the table, whilst T rested up, watching a DVD with G.
On Sat morning we had a meeting here about the planned church fundraisers.
I completed my sermon, then went to Solihull, to shop.
It is Chris Thompson's retirement do on Tuesday; I have bought her the Jenny Joseph poem, "Warning" & attempted to buy all of the articles mentioned. I have the red hat, purple skirt & satin sandals, slippers, summer gloves & brandy to find.
We have a stall at The Whitacres & Shustoke Show, next Sat. We have to make a display board, that is, we have to find a board & then make a scintillating display to put on it.
No problem there then.
We have done 45 invitations to order tickets to the Blyth Hall Soiree & delivered most of them.
We drove around the lanes of Botts Green this evening, looking for a couple of farms, without success.
Some of those we did find had no letter boxes! The guilt felt in having to open a back door to throw a letter into the house.
I took services at LM & NW this morning, then home to get lunch, with Judith & Peter.
G gave the invitation late last night, so the meal was a little unusual (what we had available) - jacket potatoes with chili followed by rice pudding made with palm sugar, strawberries & cream, coffee & coffee cake.
Since I started cooking cakes in the non-fan oven my cakes have tripled in height. I have even ventured to enter some in the show on Sat, since we shall be there early anyway, setting up our stall.
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