Yesterday two of our friends from Argyll came to visit us, the first of our friends to visit us at our home. They are a lovely couple – two of the nicest people you could ever hope to meet – and because they are so lovely they took a day out of their vacation in Baltimore to come and see us. Aside from being friends, J and B have earned brownie points galore with us. When I was the manager of a local childcare charity, J was my right-hand woman. I seriously could not have functioned in that role without her knowledge and diligence. And B once removed Mr Pict’s tooth* while the four Pictlings swarmed around the room on not-their-best-behaviour. To further endear themselves to us, they brought with them gifts of salad cream for Mr Pict and the two youngest boys (who are addicted to the stuff) and lashings of chocolate for the kids and me. I have not had a morsel of British chocolate in 18 months. I could have devoured a whole family size bar in one sitting but I am going to be good and ration it out. Maybe. We had a lovely day of chatting over news from home, their trip to America and lots of geekniess all accompanied by cups of tea. Catching up with friends makes me simultaneously homesick and quells the homesickness but we feel very lucky and glad to have friends who want to come and visit us in Pennsylvania.
*B is a dentist and not a sadist.