Thursday

A beautiful view near Annie and Petes land -
they are having a wet time in Ireland ;
'we have had rain and more rain and gales ever since we
arrived... going to help at a sailing course where all the kids
are going to capsize in the wind...'
she nearly bought tickets back but they were enjoying the
dancing too much - hélas for us.

To cheer her further, here is another mysterious sculpture.

I'm beginning to suspect Ulla B since its on his way into Tilling
(the picnic stop by the flags) and he is, erm, a sculptor -


Last night something of a spot of chaos as I thought Chantals
vernisage was at the gallery by where the chimney used to be.

Apologies to Peter R., Kat, Peter D with Clare, Freya and
Collette as the invitation, which I barely read, said Carcassonne.


So here is a nice picture of the flowers I bought her, used
instead to welcome Clare (who was very gracious about it) Here is Michelle looking enigmatic at T Rex

and here are the Captain and Clare looking blurred.