Now the only thing to beat Sunday Lunch is a Family Sunday Lunch. My Brother Mr P flew in from Cyprus this weekend, collected up his two daughters and husbands and two granddaughters and headed up North to be with my Dad who was 90 on Monday. And we all met up for Sunday lunch at The Feathers Hotel, Helmsley.
First the family
My niece Mrs N with my great niece Miss C- love the way all Mums learn to eat one handed with child on a knee!
Miss C with her Dad Mr M- as all children, proficient with modern technology!
My Brother Mr P with my other niece Mrs H and her niece Miss M
Mrs H on Auntie duty
My Dad and another Cake!- can’t have too many chocolate cakes.
And here’s the lunch, as yummy as it looks.