Our Christmas Eve plan was to join members of my (Neil’s) family for a get together with my Aunt and Uncle at their home in Newton Linford, near to the Bradgate Park – a pleasant, perhaps frosty, walk with dogs in the Park followed by lunch. It poured, and so the pre-lunch walk was abandoned. Nevertheless it gives me an opportunity to introduce you, over lunch, to some of my family that some of you may not have met;
Table 1 L-R; Auntie and Uncle Pamela and Brian, my youngest son Matthew, sister Pauline, neice Megan and, of course Chantal;
Table 2 –anticlockwise, hostess Auntie Marie, cousin Celia (who cooked for us all), her husband Steve, host Uncle John, and my Dad;
The sun canme out after lunch, but Chantal and I had to go, leaving the others to enjoy a walk – we wanted to be home in time for the arrival of the Hampshire Tilley’s, staying for Christmas.
Technically we live in Oaktree House, but sadly the tree had to go.
We now have a thriving Oakstump at the front of the house.
