An Ageing Grace

Today I enter the last year of my 40s, never to see the like again. After an early start with a range of hats I went through an extended period of hatlessness which I believe is about to end. I finally found a boater that fits and is comfortable:

This may be the breaking of the first seal.

Uli, per usual, made me a lovely card:

And gave me jam! Uli jam! Yay!

I’m off to London tomorrow for a baking class that Zoe’s arranged.

All in all, quite nice.