Yes, Bridge, the game I used to love to hate. I just didn't 'get it'. But I am starting to now. Sorry Ma, as you say, your kids are late bloomers. Ma's old friend Bunty died this week. They played Bridge alot. I think she may have been the last one of that era of Mum's friends. My heart aches. For this afternoon I also made some savories from an old recipe of Nan's- they were in the oven when I took the pics. While making them I had this real sense of nostalgia and thanks for all the lovely afternoon teas both sides of our family were good at creating.
|Ingrid in the pink and Liz in the foreground. Mum tackling a cream cheese and pineapple sandwhich.|