Today was one of those happy and sad days. Happy, because we have been looking forward to seeing Paul, Katrina and the girls. Sad, because it signaled the beginning of the end of our holiday here. In other words, no more pretending that this beautiful property is ours.
So we spent the day preparing a lovely homecoming for them. We cleaned, we tidied, we cooked. Even Charlie pitched in.
We also made the most of the short-lived sunshine today to get the washing done, which Grace insisted on hanging out. The beauty of a prop clothesline (obviously apart from its main objective) is that it can be lowered right down to her level. So she had a wonderful time pegging out the towels, and I had a wonderful time watching her.
I think she did a mighty fine job. Especially considering she's only four and a half.
And now I know she can peg out our washing, I will be adding a prop clothesline to the wish list.
