Uni reunion
My weekend started with prep for my evening of uni mates. There were 6 of us in the flat above the frame shop that we lived in in Norwich all those years ago and 5 of us who are still properly in touch. Laughing together was really lovely and we bemoaned the state of the world today and shared our various woes and rejoiced in the pride we have in our children (mine's the best one of course). There was a short stand with Steve and his missing glasses the next morning but all was well in the end! We had a flying visit from Ma, and BigAwhipped up a lovely lunch and she did a bit of apple tree maintenance, my garden really wouldn't flourish quite so wonderfully without her help and guidance. I sang again on Sunday at the folk event and, as often happens, Edgar came to listen to it all and support and to my surprise and delight so did my husband. It's the first time he's heard me sing a solo in quite some time. I just did one song and still can't quite bring myself to...