Sunday evening

I am typing this as our sofa gradually consumes me. It has a tendency to lure unsuspecting (and tired) beings from upright to a tilting slump in less than 10 minutes. It is wonderfully comfortable though and I am utterly exhausted after our busy weekend so am happy to succumb to some slump. I am contemplating picking up 'Hug' and persevering with the 'H', for it is far too early to go to bed.

We've had a lovely weekend. Mr M arrived home safely. We went to a lovely pub hidden at the end of a winding lane for lunch with my parents and sister. It was where they had their first date once upon a time.

Lunch was a Ramblers basket - ham hock, potted shrimp, piccalilli, fruit chutney, stilton and cheddar. Delicious.
With full tums it was back down the lane towards Henley to visit Artspace. Such a beautiful setting to display sculptures with hens scratching about and the odd lazy cat.
I fell in love with these glass drops - we concluded that it would probably knock someone out if they weren't careful. The little landscapes that I quite fancied had all sold the night before at the opening event. Ah well.
And today, after a delicious lie in, Mr M's family came over for lunch. Little Miss M opened her birthday present but was far more excited about the real Miss P who sadly wasn't quite as excited. She spent most of the day outside hiding from the excited squeals and sticky fingers, only to be lured in when hungry.

Hope you had a lovely weekend.