Eleven days to go...

Beverley Male Voice Choir.

 Last Friday brought to an end the week of festivities to celebrate Geoffrey's 90th birthday.  Sue Martinson had arranged for the Beverley Male Voice Choir to visit the church and give a recital there were also a couple of female soloists to add some variety to the performance.  The night was excellent and the quality of all the talent on show was undisputed by any of the church's packed audience. With light refreshments at the mid session interval and the obligatory raffle a further £850 was raised towards the church roof restoration fund.  This brings the total raised over the week including gift aid tax returns to about three thousand pounds.  Not a bad return for a parish of perhaps four hundred or so people.

Finley, the dental assistant.

Our week has been less hectic although we now have our house fully tenanted again with the final move taking place over the weekend.  I think Gary, Claire, Mason and Finley are very happy in their new domicile.  Finley came to see me the other night dressed up as a nurse.  He took pains to inform me he wasn't a nurse he was a dentist, we settled on dental assistant.  He and his mum produced to suit with paper and a stapler, I suspect If I leave any printing paper about it won't be there when I need it but at least he's having fun.

Red apples anyone.

We had been expecting Alison (Katoghi) to see us this weekend but because of family commitments she has had to call it off but never mind we will see her the next time we come home.  On the subject of which we have got our winter trips back home and then to Cyprus booked and paid for now so at least we know what we are doing now.  We are looking forward to our trip down to the Midlands this weekend to see Pete in his natural habitat, the lesser spotted front of house man.

I think we just about have all things in place ready for the trip back although I still have a couple of things to manufacture for the boat, it can't come soon enough for us now.