Unpacking

We woke late. Graeme had to rush off to record next week's "thought for the day" for the radio. Art and I chatted a bit, then I toddled off to do some shopping. While walking down the road, I heard someone calling "Hazel! Hazel!" from one of the windows. The Salvation Army has a second hand clothing shop. The lady that helps out, remembered my clothing size from when I had visited them about 2 months ago. They had received a new load of things, and she had picked out some brand new pants and T shirts for me to try on .....
The rest of the day was spent finding new places to store things, and just enjoying having a home with more family in it. 7 months ago there was just Graeme and I living in the manse. Then came Clawd. A few months later we got "our girls" back from quarantine. Now one of our children has come to stay for a year or 2. It means a lot more work keeping the manse tidy but also a lot more love and interaction.
We are very grateful to the folk that helped in various ways to arrange for Arthur to get both himself and his luggage from Durban to St Helena.
Later in the afternoon, Nick's son, Henry, phoned to ask Arthur to join them this evening.