How is that for an imaginative title?!
Today our daughters returned, and so did the noise in the house! This afternoon they had their first tennis lessons, which they enjoyed. While they were there, dh and I took Sam to the local park. We don’t go often enough – we fed ducks, watched cricket, watch dogs, bikes and children. Watched kites and trains, took a few photos, and jumped in some puddles (well only one of us did that) in yellow Winnie the Pooh wellies.
So before tonights Layout – here are a few photos from the park:
On to the layout – a second page about my grandfather Jack.
Here is the journalling – it may look quite similar to my post on Saturday as I used that text.
I have few memories of my grandfather, but I remember his red hair, which my son has inherited!
He was the son of a Reformed Presbyterian Minister, a dairy farmer, and he also delivered his own milk from his Hillhead Farm to the local village of Crawfordsburn, Co Down, N Ireland. He married Mary Elizabeth Archer, who had previously tried to emmigrate with her sisters to America, but she was sent back at Ellis Island. She came back, met Jack, and never returned to America. They had 5 children, 14 grandchildren and 31 great grandchildren.
His faith, family and hard work were his priorities.
Finally, I mentioned I gave a photocube to dh for his birthday last week – here it is:
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