Granddaughter driving up from Lincoln. With Mum and Dad.
To say hello to Grandma.
And an Uncle who plays brilliantly.
We all had a bed time story.
Then grand parents, mums and dads and uncles and aunties did what they do best.
Eat, drink and be merry.
And were warm and cosy while the rain rained and the wind blew.
It is June isnt it? That is when the family said they would come......and then they went.