congratulations on your diamond jubilee, Ma-am. That’d be ma-am as in jam not ma-am as in arm.
We’re holding the Teenytown diamond jubilee street party today. Well, I say street party but as we don’t actually have a street, and it piddled down with rain all day yesterday we’re holding it in our barn. The patio was all bunting-ed up, the barn swept, cleaned and bedecked with twinkly lights and flags, tables and chairs begged, stolen and borrowed from wherever we could get them.
Last night I made a dozen jubilee jellies and this morning I’m going to set to and make a mountain of scones. The food will be provided by way of a Jacob’s join. Rather than the traditional sandwiches, we decided to have a barbecue
This morning the rain has stopped and the sun is trying his best to shine, it’s going to be a lovely day.
First job of the day though is to take Douggie on a nice walk, not that he’s dropping me any hints or anything but he’s dangling his lead in front of my face as I’m trying to type.
I’ll tell you the full story of the day later. Happy jubilee, everyone.