Saturday 2.

Had a 'phone call just before supper from Danielle to say that her grandfather, Roy, had died during the night. Mentioned them on Wednesday's blog. Bit of a shock. Roy was in his mid eighties but a very active, independently minded man. Too many unexpected deaths recently. As the Irishman is supposed to have said:- "There's people dying this year who never did before". Come to think of it Roy would have appreciated that old chestnut- his surname was O'Shaughnessy.

To more cheerful things- we've just had a superb supper- see above photo - from the top (for Lori's benefit) yorkshire pudding, roast beef (sirloin) with a dab of horseradish sauce, carrots, mashed potaoes, broccoli, and roast parsnips in the centre. This was followed by a jam puff each with custard. Ann said she made it with blueberry jam, and she had more jam heated to pour on, as the whole point of jam puffs (as with jam rolly polly pudding - and we have Lord Emsworth's dictum for that) is that there's plenty of jam. On which deep philosophical point, I think I'll knock off - So- Goodnight All.