Christmas. We had such a lovely time - Christmas presents, crackers and family tales. This was our view as we ate lunch - a landscape that calmly moves from one season to the next, a reassuring constant for much of my life. Mr M spied the bouncing dots on the far right and we concluded that they must be early lambs. Sadly, the alpacas in Fonthill Bishop were no longer in their roadside field but the pigs were having a whale of a time in the mud just past the Stonehenge.
Talking of family, have you ever looked into your family tree?