Although that wasn't the intention. I invited friends over for dinner. Which meant, once again, moving Margell to the back of the table to make room.
My friends brought snacks and wine.
I provided soup and crusty rolls.By the time dessert (also provided by them: I'm feeling so spoilt!) arrived, the lure of a dolls' house sitting just there was too much. Talk had turned to how my friends planned to celebrate their 13th anniversary this weekend and I flippantly suggested that they were welcome to stay at Margell again.
And suddenly they had packed their suitcases
and set up a celebratory picnic...
Guess I have guests this weekend, then!
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