Sunday lunch

My daughters and their partners came for lunch.  We also fetched my dad over from his sheltered flat. 

W cooked a lovely lentil Shepherd's Pie - even dad didn't object to the lack of meat.

I'm still suffering with the cold, but I think it is improving this evening.  Hoping to be well enough to go to work by tomorrow afternoon.  I'm lucky, as it has been a much more long lasting affair for W, who is still coughing badly.