That's a first!

Parents do go soft as they grow old. As those dashingly, handsome pups made themselves welcome in the garden of number 15, we all giggled to ourselves. Doggies in grandmas garden, shock, horror! And I mean Grandma Marie this time, not Mary! Years ago the conversation would have been about babies and kids. Not so now... it's about chickens, ferrets, dogs, kittens and crushed egg shells! i didn't know what they were talking about and I think it's better it stays that way! It was lovely to see my big sibs and as mum said, it was better than Christmas. Strangely enough, we didn't all see each other at Christmas because some of us had a wedding to go to... so it's official, July is the new Christmas! ;-) x