Not in Paradise

Sorry, haven't updated since that early morning the other morning - I am sure some of you are now wondering if I ever got back to sleep.

Of course I did. In fact, it only takes a few mornings like that and those with a 4 in their wake up number for you to REALLY appreciate the sleep in that 5.30am represents.

This weekend, we are actually not In Paradise - we are at Granite Glen, for a long weekend of droving and playing with cousins (for 'Salina), cooking, computing and catching up (for me) and adapting, laying low and amusing many children (for V).

On Saturday, we had 11 adults around a table for canneloni, salad and garlic bread, while 8 children had a smaller table and two sittings of spaghetti (the 1 baby had brought his own fare).

There was plenty of noise (and not just from the phalanx of children hopped up on garlic bread and pears), chatter and passing the baby around.

And for dessert, we all had fruit platters and the richest 3-layer carrot cake.