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Familial frivolity.

Our little house of two (and two mogs) has grown exponentially for the week. Two of my sisters (numbers one and four) are here for a visit. One has been here many times as she used to work as a flight attendant, Four is new to Blighty. We've done all the usual touristy bits, rather a lot of shopping, taken a fairly ridiculous amount of pictures... all in all, it's been good.

I've had the week off work, which feels more than a little strange. The Friday before the fam arrived was completely manic, racing around trying desperately to get everything sorted out for my time off as well as dealing with the process of becoming a permanent employee saw yours truly a little overwhelmed. It's also a real shame that the timing of the sisterly visit coincides with the last week of work for one of our team members, a truly lovely guy who's leaving for greener pastures, so we're all going to his leaving do tonight.

Tomorrow, we will rent a car and head for Stonehenge as it seems to be one of the places all my overseas visitors want to see with their own eyes. One wants to drive in this country, it'll be her first time. I'm amenable to the idea, I want to see how well she copes with the "wrong" side of the road and the car. *grin*

So, I'll leave you with a few of the myriad photos we've taken this week. Enjoy.

This is Four with a VERY handsy tiger at Hamleys...


This is One, who is never happier than when she has a Starbuck's peppermint mocha in her hand...


And this is the three of us all together. Aren't we adorable? *snigger*



On that note, I'm off. Have a great day.

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