We had Heather around for dinner last night. She is an American child-care expert brought over here by North Yorkshire social services, and grappling with strange customs, people and expectations. We all got on really well - Rowan rather sad she was not staying over.
There was a tawny owl around last night, we checked what it was by listening to the bird-call CD.
Here's Mark at the jazz
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