"Now my dears".....

....said old Mrs Rabbit one morning, "you may go into the fields or down the lane but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden. Your father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor."     What odd things we tell children in their stories.

The cake was baked by a friend of our new grand daughter's parents and they brought it to a family get together today.