Orphans Redux

It was a particularly wonderful T-day for the orphans this year. It was warm, and the walks on country roads were made without jackets. Children have grown up, and can now converse civilly with their parents. There is some indication, unconfirmed as yet, the third generation of orphans is begun. Friendships have grown, faded, mellowed and returned. Despite the absence of my own daughters (who had other fish to fry) and the illness of the hostess; and possibly partly due to the absence of Ex, it was a lovely time and I'm happy to report Harry had fun too.