16th December 2018
Still no prospect of snow, damn it! That is at odds with most of the residents of Holland who are happy with a mild winter. “But I have told everyone that the snow will be eight feet deep” I explained to Kelli, who gave me one of her smiles, as if to say “tough luck buster”.
My sister sent me a picture of the results of her baking day. Apple scone cake, two types of mince pies, ginger cake, and a large chocolate iced cake. I could imagine what the kitchen smelt like. These are the images that will never leave me, my mother was exactly the same, although she tended to burn things, the smells are a reminder of times gone by.
We spent a riotous evening at Lesley and Mike’s. They had invited some of their friends Bob and Pat, and Pete and Laura. Pat was such a small lady with a big heart. She and Kelli immediately hit it off as they had the same birthday, and so did their fathers. Plenty of wine and beer flowed, as well as some pickled onions and cheese. I had the opportunity to meet some fun people, and another Brit. Pete was from north London and works for Ford, so I was not allowed to mention cars or engineering. However the state of the country gave us plenty to talk about. Kelli found that two gin and tonics were her limit, any more and I would have to carry her home in a bucket.
Another Lifetime to go 