Jack is home

I picked Jack up at 2.00pm this afternoon and drove him home trying to avoid bumps and potholes. He got in and out of the car surprisingly well, using his crutches. He also managed some steps, nervously and slowly. So we start the road to recovery in the coming weeks.

Yesterday I needed a small tablecloth for our picnic lunch. I had forgotten all about this little one. I embroidered it in the early 70s. And then as I rarely used small tables the cloth just stayed at the bottom of a cupboard. I must try to use it occasionally.