Life is somewhat busy at the moment... indeed, most of the time. We decided that we should go and visit my elderly aunt in Norfolk and could find only one week between now and mid-October when we didn't have any cancellable commitments. And even then, I'm going to miss a coffee with friends, book group, a piano lesson and Zumba -
such is the pleasant frantic-ness of the retired life.
Son-in-Law 1 had a birthday yesterday and Grandson and I made him a cake. "I'm going to make it very fancy," said Grandson, wielding the chocolate buttons after we iced it. (One or two of them didn't make it on to the cake. )
Then we did some painting
and played with water in the garden.
It was a satisfactory cake.
Today was Mr Life's birthday, and Daughter 1 and family, Son and Daughter-in-Law came to celebrate. Son had bubble fun with his nephew and niece: good preparation for fatherhood, which should be happening to him in July or August.
We went out for a walk, and came upon a road roller. (Son didn't really get squashed.)
Luckily Son has good upper body strength.
Meanwhile, Daughter 2 was, and is, in the air on the way to New York to meet up with her actor husband, who's there for work. She arrives in JFK tonight at midnight 15 our time, then has to meet him and then they'll make their way to their accommodation. She'll be very tired. I won't sleep properly either till I know she's safely in bed, on firm ground.