December 27, 2018
She’s back at home from the beach house and has done two loads of washing, ‘All the sheets and towels. A nice breeze here. Got them all dry.’
Talking over the food, chaos and joy of our family Christmas: apparently, my sister’s pavlova was a triumph. The other contender, not so.
‘It went back home with them.’
Mum’s tiramisu was all eaten. A very satisfactory result.