Oh la la!

Hey, remerciez le Seigneur de ce logiciel de traduction sur le tableau de bord. Sans lui mon Franglais serait Esfrañolais. Je ne sait pas ce qui serait mauvais!!

I may need some help with booking a French camp site as toggling between the dashboard translator and the campsite web page could be dangerous!

Happy birthday to Gemma for last week. Fortunately I don't have any embarrassing photos of you with daisies on your head....and happy birthday for you Dad on Wednesday. Hope you will be home to receive a call. What's the news on this Skype thingummyjob. I still can't find anyone else in the family with a Skype name and contact details.

Happy mothering Sunday ma. You cannot know how much I appreciate having a mum like you. You have had such a brillliant influence on our lives (I think I speak for all us siblings) and I had a tear or two to shed in church this morning when the pastor plucked a few heart strings. He mentioned how his mum's mum used to scrub the front step and then scrape the leading edge with a block of pummice...which set me thinking. We used to have an old pummice stone that Grandma gave us. It was tear shaped and flat underneath and I always wondered why there was a grove worn into it. I guess that generation all did the same thing, hey?

I'll call you later to have a chat. In the meantime, here's Amy about a month ago when the almonds were in bloom above Bolulla, near Callosa (about 10km away from us).