On our adventure we took a turn, to the bowling alley, the thrift emporium, got a bite to eat at the local hj’s then drove on down to the highly exciting storage unit of mccelland drive…

There were no seat belts in the back so james went tumbling about, he didnt seem to mind though just liked to get out of the house, I told stories of storms and how we braved hail stones the size of plums….

All of the family was gathered outside (minus one) to watch dad toil in the garden and hurt his back, and the dog growling thinking she was threatened, in this was a fleeting moment we were together again.