Monday, November 23, 2009

A Visit Home.

I have just returned from a trip home to England. A trip to England means catching up with all of my friends and family. Above is a photograph of my mother and my dear Aunt (left) who died unexpectedly at the tender age of 49. Had she still been alive it would have been her 60th Birthday during my trip, it meant that Sam and I were able spend the day together and do the things my Aunt so loved. I miss her.

I surprised my mum. I arrived on her doorstep with a bunch of flowers and a big smile. I think it took her a good thirty seconds to realise that it was indeed me. It had been almost a year since I had last seen her. Above is a photograph of us together during a family holiday to Sardinia.

Sam and I went to visit our Auntie Ann. It was wonderful to see her. Here she is with our Grandfather (left), cutting the cake on her twenty first Birthday ..... both looking very bonnie!

I spent lots of time with Sam and her family, it was the best time. Here we are on my 8th Birthday, Sam looking glorious and happy in the red, and me looking grumpy in the pink. I do believe the magician had just asked me to part with my watch for one of his tricks!