No, I am not complaining - just saying that this week end has been busy and there has been no time for blogging.
Yesterday there were friends for coffee in the morning - a lovely chat about nature, art, language (one of the friends was from The Netherlands and speaks absolutely word-perfect English, with no accent whatsoever. How I envy that ability to speak foreign languages with what seems so little effort, but in actual fact means years of hard work.)
The evening saw friends and family here, just for wine, nibbles and a chat about everything under the sun, including friend D's recent art exhibition (about which I blogged). Those of you who saw her cow rag rug and admired it, will be interested to hear that someone bought it.
Now, today, more friends are coming for afternoon tea of sandwiches and a 'proper' trifle - one of my party pieces - in this case a strawberry and amaretti trifle, all ready now bar the double cream for the topping. It got an extra dose of top quality sherry as the bottle was getting on for empty when I had dowsed it with the usual amount, but I don't suppose anyone will be complaining.
Friends and family - what would we do without them?