My brother and his girlfriend were enjoying a much deserved holiday, Nan was ill and Great Aunt Rose didn’t really fancy coming out in the cold and snow (and at 93, who can blame her?), but between me, Ails, mum and dad, we had a great Winter Solstice.
Delia came up trumps as always with her creamy vegetable pie, with mash potato – all the veg, rather satisfyingly from the allotment.
The shortest day has gone, and soon, it all starts again…
Happy Winter Solstice.