I have my ski socks on, the fire is roaring away, no I’m not in a nice chalet in the French Alps, I’m at home in England where it’s probably as cold as a ski resort even though Easter has been and gone. Oh well, I think we have done enough complaining about the weather. It is beautifully sunny today, thank goodness. Yesterday was a whole load of miserable, so hopefully things are starting to look up.
What does brighten things up is that this weekend will be a proper family get together at home, with all three sisters in attendance, which is no mean feat these days. Luckily for me my older sister, the one who pops up on this blog every now and again, was home today to help me out in the kitchen. Continue reading