We had a party at church, and went as Your Friendly Neighbourhood Gangster and his Moll. That’s the first time The Squire’s worn a suit since my mum died.
The scarf was to cover my scar, but actually it wasn’t so noticeable that I needed to cover it.
Sweet Girl has no idea what this is all about, but she’s game. Love that hat!
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Too bad The Squire didn’t have a violin case.
He couldn’t find one; he really wanted one, though.