Raspberry picking, Pimms, tennis and breakfast in the garden: we just had the most beautiful English weekend back at home - much like the ones I remember when I was younger. It was so nice to just sit, alternating between sun and shade, dozing and crosswording, the gentle sounds of the munching cows in the field next door occasionally drifting over the wall. On Sunday we celebrated my big sister's birthday - dad woke us up with Stevie W's 'Isn't she lovely?' at top volume. I would have loved to have seen mum and dad in those first moments with my sister - a little bundle of unknown. How scary and exciting and how lucky we all are to have her now - it was a treat to be able to spend the day with her - birthdays at home are always the best.
And to top it off, we arrived home to our first harvest of red strawberries! Yippee!
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