Perfect bank holiday weekend

Our family have just had the most fantastic bank holiday weekend in a Jacobean mansion on the Somerset/Dorset border. Eighteen of us (my children their partners and their children) had a wonderful time playing silly games and consuming industrial amounts of food and drink. Special thanks to Nicola and Cosima for masterminding the Sunday lunch. A real banquet.

The photo is of my two youngest sons and youngest grandchildren on the way back from the pub (no holiday is complete without a pub, right?)

Sunday in the pub

Today in the pub, I had one of those surreal conversations with a woman I know (slightly).

Woman: We've got a very noisy kettle. When it's boiling, we can't hear the radio.
Me: Can't you - er - turn the radio up?
Woman (with a sigh): Oh, we just have to live with it. When you you've travelled around as much as we have, you learn to put up with these things.

Hmmm.