Me with the watercolour of the Buttercross which was a birthday gift from Fiona & Gerald. |
Marsha on the London Eye. The "Flight" was a birthday gift from my beautiful niece, Gemma. |
It's the day after my 70th birthday. Marsha and I are in London, staying with Justine (see Beauty Skool blog) and waiting for a visit from Thomas, Sylvie and Ad ele from Paris. Last evening, my actual birthday dinner was served at my sister Fiona's with her husband Gerald cooking the lamb and various veggies, including my requested Brussels sprouts. They gave me a gift of a watercolor of the Butter Cross in Tickhill, specially commissioned. Tickhill, near Doncaster, is my old home village from 1940 to 1947. I don't really have the blues. It's good to be 70. Alice was there, too, (our niece) who studied Japanese and lately landed a job on the basis of that.