I had suggested that I take my Aunt Nessie out for Sunday afternoon tea. My cousins and their spouses got enthusiastically involved, and caught trains in from all over Scotland, and we ended up with a very nice and noisy family lunch. The 85 year old matriarch would not hear of anyone else handling the bill. She's known as Hell's Granny, I was told.
I'll get some flowers and a thank you note off to her from Cornwall tomorrow.
The photo wants to be sideways. Who knows how it will post?
