Sunday.

Guy's last photo above. Should perhaps record that we three blokes, Guy, his father Mikey, and grandfather, your blogger, all had a go on a stall that was selling high tech catapults. Didn't disgrace meself, but both the younger men did better. However restored me reputation at the stand of the local archery club, although the other two did rather better there than they had last year.

After Scrabble club, locked up, returned the key to its usual holder, and walked home - nearly five in the afternoon. Found Ann and Lucy were busy making the evening meal, which was a game casserole (mainly frozen pheasants). Lucy and Guy were a little doubtful about pheasants, never having tried them before, but found they both liked pheasant, so that was alright.

Above photo shows Lucy and Sarah halfway through the meal. On the table before them is a Queen of puddings which Ann and Lucy had made. In fact Lucy had made the meringue entirely on her own, she having learned to make meringue previously. It turned out well .....

and this is the remains of the pudding after the six of us had dealt faithfully with it.

This morning we slacked about drinking coffee, and eventually partook of a late breakfast/early lunch, which consisted almost entirely of cold meats, pork pie (Gloucester Old Spot pork-free range, which I'd bought on   Friday morning - our market place), and leftovers. Sarah, Mikey and family eventually hit the road just after one p.m.    It has been a lovely weekend.