Tim and Harry picked me up and we drove through Truro and Helston to the farm. I had been warned that the place was been renovated, but I was still surprised to see the bare walls and concrete. It’s an old large farmhouse surrounded by hills with sheep and cows grazing, baah-ing and moo-ing.
Harry is a sweet 3 year old who has taken his parents separation rather badly. He’s generally well behaved, but he needs a lot of attention and to be played with a lot. We’ve spent a lot of time building houses out of blocks of wood left over from the wood work and I think we both enjoy that. Tim was particularly impressed with my architectural skills!
Christmas was a good day. Helen, Tims wife, arrived on the 24th and spent the night. On Christmas morning Harry came through very excited about his mommy been here, the lights on the tree, the presents and his filled stocking. We had a large breakfast of salmon, brioche, ham, eggs and tea. When that was all done, we sat in the drawing room with the enormous fire and opened up presents! I got some lovely pjs from Lea and John, a tin of chocolates and a hand made glass coaster made in Cornwall. Lunch was ready by around two o’ clock and consisted of roast goose, ham, carrots, brussel sprouts, roast potatoes, sausages, onion stuffing…I forget what else, but there was loads to eat! That was followed by Christmas pudding, Christmas cake and mince pies I made the day before.
Tim and Harry on Christmas.