Everyone worked together to make the weekend work. French and English mingling together. For breakfast food was laid out in the barn and each morning I woke to the smell of bacon cooking on an open fire. My other brother had come with his band and they played until the early hours each night with everyone dancing and laughing.
The Saturday was busy with rounders matches and football tournaments, treasure hunts and face painting. As a last minute idea I had taken my face paints and I sat under a tree painting tigers and butterflies, whales and Rainbow Fish ! Just lovely. Its my idea of heaven to paint and then see the child's reaction when they see themselves in the mirror.
As a surprise my brother M had arranged for my sister to sing his and his wife's "song" with the band. She sang " Don't it make my brown eyes blue " and the reaction of G was gorgeous. They are so in love. This year has been very hard for them both and it was wonderful to see them look so happy.
It was so lovely to all be together. We drank champagne like it was going out of fashion and ate spit roasted lamb from their flock and hog roast too. Young and old danced and sang . Tonight, as I write there are 14 left at the farmhouse, eating shepherds pie round the big kitchen table. I wish I was still there with them and I can't thank them enough for such a beautiful weekend.