They come, they go...

Here are Jon and Angela - alas, left after too short a stay. Come back soon.
Heres Barbara with the enchanting James Rafferty, her new grandson.


















And finally, my beautiful chicken which has started to crow and therefore must leave us for a
better place....

















People have asked how it went with the tax persons and the answer is, magic. Andrée is probably a magician. And I will have to pay less next year.
Captain arrives tonight, Britsh strike permitting:)