Don't quite know how (or Why) I took this photo. It is a snapshot of one corner of the sitting (or drawing, or withdrawing) room. Been a lovely, busy Christmas, and has become even busier this morning, as Ruth and the girls have just realised that they are flying home tomorrow, and are busy packing for an early start. They've done quite a lot of shopping, but this is alright as most of what they've bought is clothing, so they can wear several layers instead of packing them. As I type I can hear them rushing about packing, I have taken refuge in my cellar, so am well out of the way - ' real cowardy custard that Horner' I hear you murmur, and you are, of course, right; although I think that any other father of families composed mainly of girls, will agree with me that finding lots to do in the way of work in a nice dry cellar, is a standard business precaution, when one's female family are busy packing. When the noise level indicating that the rushing about packing part is still taking place drops to a level of all's done bar the actual donkey work - I may well go up and help with the carrying stuff part of packing. In fact I think I may as well go and put in an appearance, especially as it's nearly lunchtime now.
P.s. Yes, I can remember why I took the above photo - It was because, in the small wall mirror almost dead centre of the picture, there was rather a good photo of the reflection of the Christmas tree and lights - which didn't come out at all well, still it's a useful enough photo to give an impression of a family house at Christmas.
Regards, Mike.
P.s. Yes, I can remember why I took the above photo - It was because, in the small wall mirror almost dead centre of the picture, there was rather a good photo of the reflection of the Christmas tree and lights - which didn't come out at all well, still it's a useful enough photo to give an impression of a family house at Christmas.
Regards, Mike.