Just home from the best birthday ever. Here are a couple of photos.
Our 3 generation birthday Brownie Mountain
Flowers left on the doorstep
Purple , white and green flowers from my wonderful daughters, son and their families
Cards
More tomorrow……
Monthly Archives: December 2025
Christmas Tree and Christmas Slippers
I was asked to show more of our Christmas tree by a fellow blogger. Here it is, a ‘silver birch’ which folds away all year, has little lights along each branch, is decorated with angels collected on all our trips abroad and a few treasures from my Mum’s collection and which is simple and easy. I did love the days when we had a big, real tree, one which we, all wrapped up in cosy clothes, chose from the farm. I loved the smell when it was indoors and filling it with countless baubles with the help of our four lovely little people. Those lovely little people are now all grown up with their own families and have arrived this afternoon ready for party time.
Daytime
Evening
I love my Christmas slipper socks, warm and full of colour.
We are postponing the three generation birthday party to New Year’s Day instead of Eve, in the hope that the antibiotics I have been given today will have kicked in and I’ll be able to be the life and soul of the party!
Treasures and A Poem
We are gradually getting our utility room, aka Sun Room with its wide new window, back in order and have put some of the things back on the walls. One of these is an old print tray that I have used for special treasures, every one of which has a story. 
Tomorrow, all the family will arrive for a five day celebration of my birthday! This morning I read the following poem which reminded me of a fascinating fact I learned many years ago. Baby girls are born with all the eggs they will ever have, meaning a female foetus develops these future eggs while still in her mother’s womb, creating a fascinating biological link where a grandmother carried her future granddaughter as an immature egg inside her yet-to-be-born daughter. So, tomorrow with two daughters arriving with their daughters, this poem reminds us of our very special connection.
Being Different
The following came my way and I liked it.
Sadly, this virus has me in its grip,
Snowdrops and A Poem
On Christmas Day I noticed snowdrops in the garden and today my lovely Mr S took photos for me.
Serendipity and Kindness
Today, one of the people who gets a weekly veg bag from Roots, messaged us all to say that they had gone away for Christmas and forgotten to pick up their bag – so, would anyone like it. Here’s the serendipity – We would like it as we had been unable to get our fruit and veg at the start of the week as planned, both being unwell so we had decided we would manage with a few frozen veg for a few days.
Now the kindness….. Community Roots, where the bag was to be picked up, is a 15 minute drive away and neither of us is fit to go out so I said we would like the bag, explained the situation and asked if there was a good fairy around to help. But of course there was! This is Community Roots we are talking about. Two Roots friends offered and now we have the veg and some fruit, enough to take us up to and through when the whole family arrive on 30th December!
So now we have a wonderful array of freshly grown veg (some of which I probably sowed many months ago!) With all that Roots-grown veggie goodness in us, we are surely going to get better very soon.
Christmas Topper
Just want to say what brilliant treatment we had from our surgery today. My lovely Mr S was not fit to go to see a Dr so the surgery arranged for a paramedic to come to check him out. S spent 30 mins with us and made sure all was well and left a prescription with us. Hoping now that a corner will be turned.
Windows
About three weeks ago, our local builder took out our two back windows and put in the one we had been wanting for ages and just decided to get done. 
What a difference the removal of a very small wall could make and what an excellent job they have done. We’ve spent the last week decorating and we are delighted with the result.
Daytime
My lovely Mr S has a nasty respiratory virus as I had several weeks ago. We are hoping he’s better for Christmas and much better for New Year when the whole family are coming to celebrate my 80th birthday in style. .
