And finally; my mother told me 'not to play with my food'. Well, I've alway ignored such advice, and here is my sunday afternoon sculpture entitled 'Rabbit with a runny nose'.
I've never lived anywhere that has such a strong community spirit; where the young, the old, and everyone in between, are regarded as equally important and special. This annual 'oldies' lunch is a good example.
And all this (Champagne included) was free, just because I'm an old codger. What did YOU do for Sunday lunch?