On Saturday I met up with some blogging friends, who have become real-life friends over the past few years. These ladies make me laugh and nod my head in agreement at almost everything they say. Blogging ladies aren't shy about taking photographs, so I came away with a camera full of pictures and a tummy full of cake and coffee. I also had a wonderful present of some little spring knits from Julie. The nest and eggs matched my dress, which made me ridiculously happy.
|A circular handknitted nest and eggs, from Julie|
On Saturday evening I went to Hackney to catch up with old friends in the pub. We chatted, and people-watched, and felt like we'd lived in East London a long time (we have). Beards and poets in a pub by the Pembury Estate - goodness me, how times are changing.
Today I napped in the sunshine, chatted to Graham and the children and walked round to my sister-in-law's house with two loads of clothes to wash, because our washing machine is broken. She made me a cup of tea, and I sat on her sofa, cuddled my baby niece and chatted to my little nephew while the school uniform was cleaned.
One of the very nicest things about being middle aged are these multiple circles of friends you acquire. They evolve out of jobs, children, family, University, and an unusual obsession with handknitted socks. But however you find them, friends really are the best thing.
|A circle of socks - the blogging ladies show off their new socks (made for us by Kristina, who is amazing)|
|The ultimate circular birthday cake, made - and styled - by Mrs M|