My sister-in-law has come back from France and has brought up her 91 year old mother-in-law (A.) with her. They had not told her that they were bringing her back with them (she lives in England) so she had to pack quick. They arrived late. The first thing A. did was to unpack her food that she did not want to waste. Big purple grapes, bunches of ripe bananas, sliced roast pork, sausages, two egg custard tarts (Marks and Spencers best as she says), two huge wedges of cheeses bought at the local farmers market and her own bread and butter pudding.
I like this woman.
