When I came downstairs on Friday morning there was a box in the hall I hadn’t remembered seeing on Thursday evening. That could just have been something to do with the fact that it was rather late when I arrived home! Anyway the box was for me so I opened it.
                                                                                                                                                                      A thank-you from my sister for organising my dad’s funeral.
                                                                                                                                                                    Despite all the distractions there has been some knitting time.