My fabulous Auntie Trish

We drove down to Cannock this weekend to see my Auntie Trish - I love her to bits and haven't seen her for far too long. She is my dad's sister, an amazing lady who we spent many happy holidays with when she had a house in France. I won't divulge her age but she could pass for somebody at least ten years younger and she never stops.

After a lovely few hours with her and her friend, Fred, with lots of laughs, we carried on to Burbage to spend the evening with my brother. A much needed catch up, lots of lovely food and the odd drink. Lovely day!