Danni returned to her own home this afternoon.
This means that she will not be joining her mother weaving yarns this evening, as she has done the last two.
During a conversation with my niece this morning, we referred to the weekend she and Louisa had swapped parents.
This afternoon I watched rugby internationals between Scotland and Fiji, and between Wales and Australia; this evening highlights between England and New Zealand. For dinner Jackie produced a buffet of cold meats, cheeses, and salads.
Frustrating one point loss but at least I managed to be there
I wondered whether you would be there, Geoff. Thanks very much
It’s a sports day on TV here as well, in between the Veterans/Remembrance Day movies and specials.
Thanks very much, GP
I was amused by the misalignment of parentage – but then of course it wasn’t my children being assigned another mother…….. 🙂 Also your visit to the Hardy house was interesting to read about. Hope the rugby went well for you.
Great game. Kiwis won by 1 point. Thanks very much, Pauline
Nice post Derrick i liked the story.
Thanks very much, Gary
Loved the two photos, Derrick! Enjoy the match.
Thanks very much, Jill
I remember the swapped parents weekend, just one very funny memory along with many others at Lindum House.
Of course you do, Uncle Rob. We had fun in those days. Many thanks
Sweet photos!
Thanks very much, Laurie
The swapping parents memory is sweet! I enjoyed reading it! Ha! Kids do think of the fun-nest things to do! 🙂
Weaving yarns is fun, too…be it in creating an afghan (etc) or in telling a story! 😉 😀
I hope Danni had a safe trip home.
(((HUGS))) to all! 🙂
Many thanks, Carolyn. I’m pleased you got the yarn. 🙂 Danni safe home. X
Thanks for the Fiji reminder Derrick. Go Scotland ???????
We are so remote form rugby here in the US … but not from politics and the future of the world. ?
Thanks very much, Val
Fun family memories and sweet photos, Derrick!
Thanks very much, Merril
Nice post Derrick!
🙂 Thanks very much, Lynn
Love the parent story!
There’s something quite disturbing about you when you just had a moustache. The beard was a definite masterstroke in becoming a distinguished elder statesman. 🙂
🙂 Many thanks, Quercus