My Dad came to our new town & stayed with us on Tues & Wed nights.
My Mum & Stepdad are currently visiting, staying in a motel just around the corner for 2 nights.
So I have been playing the role of personal tour guide, which they tell me they have appreciated. I'm pretty sure they tell the truth. Except when I was a kid & the subject was Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny or the Tooth Fairy. Or that the wind would change & my face would stay in that funny face I pulled. Forever.
Took a quick couple of snaps last night at the pub where we had dinner:
|horse related decor in the stockhorse capital of the country|
|loving the tablecloths!|
|that's us, except me of course. Someone had to take the photo!|
|Ray's artwork during the LONG wait for dinner.|
And I get to do it all again in 2 weeks, when a friend of mine comes with her hubby & kids.
Would anyone else like a personal tour? I'm loving having visitors.