Strettington

I popped-in on the Countess of Strettington on Wednesday, for tea and mince pies. Lycia was her usual calm self with kids running about all over the shop! Afterwards I looked-in on Michaels new house just up the road. John, his dad, was up on the roof helping the builder with the batons. I said I thought he`d retired and he just sighed. Luckily Michael arrived as I was going, and after he`d changed his clothes in the street I left them to get on with it.