Sunday....

Sunday morning started late and we were all sitting round the kitchen table finishing breakfast when Clive came home from church!!

It was another of those sunny, cold days - well not that cold if we are honest - but blue sky and just right for a walk. So we took Sophie dog with us and had a wintery walk round Verulamium park (sited where the old Roman city of Verulam once was..I even showed them the remaining bit of wall...) and our walk ended up at the waffle house, where we partook of lvoely waffles, milk shakes and hot coffee.

We had all of twenty minutes back home when I dragged them all out again (leaving Clive to start cooking dinner - he volunteered, honestly!) to the mayor's annual outdoor carol service, accompanied by a small brass band. We stood by the City's Christmas tree and sang loudly to all our favourite carols..and I rejoiced that here I was singing..for the last couple of years that was not possible...no singing..only fighting back endless tears...so to be able to sing carols again and feel happy to be sharing this with friends, showed me how far I have come this year...

Back home again where I finished cooking roast beef and all the trimmings, as they say, and so the Lowestoft party left well fed and happy..the St Albans party added a log to the fire, collapsed onto the sofa and feel sweetly asleep......