Above snap shows Ann and her cousin Sheila outside Sheila's house. Should perhaps add that Ann and Sheila are first cousins (once removed), and that Sheila and I are about third or fourth cousins (via Great Grandmother Fuller for the benefit of family historian Crowbard). Whilst Sheila prepared lunch (main course- pork in a sweet-and-sour sauce) I checked out her grandfather clock, which I have been ministering to for over forty years, and her late mother's mantle clock, with which I have been intimately aquainted for about as long. Spent lunch (and the next hour or so) picking up the threads, and swapping any news of increasingly far flung relations.
Bloggery seems to have been switching itself on and off regularly over the last twenty four hours, so had better make the most of the fact that it seems to be having a lucid moment at present. Back in a min.
1 comment:
Your Ann is such a bobby-dazzler (which is probably why you married her when you were a bobby... )and considering her supper and pudding displayed in the previous blog-post
I'm mildly surprised even you managed to beat off the queues of clear-sighted and ravenous swains.
I suppose you bankrupted them by offering them apparently dead-cert bets to which only you knew the unlikely outcome?
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