Chester

S and I cycled down to the village for a lift to Croft 3 for lunch with the gang. Chaotic and loud but fun, so good to see my friend J and catch up. Back to the village to M’s house for more playing and chatting then up to my aunties to say happy birthday, mum was there too. As soon as I sat down, Chester the Siamese curled up on my lap. He was my Grandad’s beloved cat, he’s very vocal and full of character. This evening I’m reading Nigel Slater’s Christmas Chronicles.