...but there's never a friend like the old. The former are held by a silken thread and the latter by anchors of GOLD!
We'de driven from one end of the island to the other to look at Coral and Colleen's house, so there really was only one thing left to do. Have a look at their sister's house. We drove to Cascade and there was Alma's home, glowing in the dark. The photos don't do it any justice at all, but if you have a moment, drive down and check them out. It's well worth it.
Not feeling quite impudent enough, it was decided that we should go inside and demand a hot chocolate. What alot of laughter! Colleen, Coral and Brian and Alma and Geoff were all in the dining room playing some sort of dominoes game. I simply couldn't get the gist of the rules, mainly because I think they were all cheating!
Here's Alma's lounge room with the magnificent Christmas garland strung above the door and flashing lights shining out through the glass.
Last but not least the side of the house showing all the windows lit from inside when Chelsea and I, fully replete on chocolate coated apricots, delicious rum balls and mugfuls of hot chocolate, finally decided to go home. Thaenks fe aklan Hamma. Wi haed wan lawli taim!
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