Potboy
The clan gathered this afternoon, and to celebrate we made a cake – that is, R, the Boy Wonder and I made the cake, and then everyone else ate some and complimented the Boy on his culinary skills. I chose … Continued
“You go and see him how often?” said a choir friend (with umpteen grandchildren, all now in their teens and twenties, several living within ten miles of her). “Why???” My answer: if you can, why wouldn’t you? At sixteen months … Continued