She’ll believe anything!

Our trip home from Suffolk was proving a little slow, but packed full of memories, particularly for Mrs H.

From Steeple Bumpstead, we entered memories of long ago territory, driving on to Radwinter... to the school of my wife’s first teaching practice. Stopping outside the school, she couldn’t remember it! But she remembered one child, called ‘Loveday’. The 5yr old’s mum told Mrs H that the child was so named because she was born on a lovely day! A reasonable answer perhaps, but I had other ideas... love... day? Afternoon delight?

Mrs H said I must be wrong!

Oh yeah?