Mothers' Day should be special. So it was that no football had been arranged and the Gorse Fox was at home with the Silver Vixen, discussing lighting options for the "south wing" when it is finished. Urban-cub and Pistol Pete would be turning up later, but we had some time to debate the various aspects of down-lights, up-lights, wall lights, and ribbon lights. In the end, no definitive decisions were made.
We managed to get through to Cousteau-cub on the phone. The Silver Vixen had a long chat with her. Clearly, she is very positive and at peace within herself, despite the latest flare-up of her rheumatoid arthritis. It was good to hear that, despite the pain, she is feeling so positive. The Gorse Fox must admit that he does miss her and hopes that we can get out to see her before too long.
Urban-cub and Pistol-Pete arrived just after we hung up form C-c. She had brought all of the ingredients with her and set to work cooking a roast dinner for us all. It was delicious, and made more so by the fact we didn't have to cook it.
Overall - a lovely day.
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