Five months and one day to be precise as, once again I’m a bit behind schedule. Trev was the timekeeper!
So, another month passed during which the emotionally tricky waters of Christmas and New Year were navigated. As you can imagine at times it wasn’t easy with the two main days - Christmas Day and New Years Eve - being the most tricky. A dent in the dinette table in the caravan is testament to the anger I was feeling in the early hours of new years day fuelled at least partially by grog of course. It passed fairly quickly but the dent remains and I’m cross with myself for doing it. It’s not the end of the world though.
This months pic also features my Dad and was at the marriage of Trev’s Sister Maggie to John in the early nineties. It was getting late and as you can probably see they’d both had a few and the task of lighting a cigarette was proving somewhat challenging! One of my favourites.
