Fathers day

For Fathers day we would normally have a whole family get-together at my parents' place. However, last thursday night Michaela was rushed into hospital in great pain, and was eventually diagnosed with pleurisy and pneumonia.









We visited her in hospital on saturday, and she was feeling a lot better. Then Louka got up on the bed and gave her a hug, which made her feel better still. And this afternoon she was able to come home.

We decided to visit my parents anyway, at afternoon tea time, and give Dad part of his present ― some French crème fraïche which is a little perishable. Mum had made some pikelets, which Louka loves spread thickly with butter ― or at least she loves the butter.