We celebrated Thanksgiving with our American family - the Colorado Hepworths - and with the family member who declines to be named, plus the newest member of the family - his lovely partner. We combined it with Bonfire Night, as Wendy has always wanted to be here for Bonfire Night and never managed it.
Celebrating anything against a background of breast cancer and mastectomy-talk was always going to be a tough gig, but I think it was a success.
The fireworks were modest (and that's being kind) but the kids had fun.
The bonfire was perfect ( thanks, Dave.)
We had Thanksgiving food and I even made a pumpkin cheesecake. I'm kicking myself I didn't take a picture of it to show you - it had homemade pumpkin seed brittle on the top and looked fantastic. ( Please forgive the boasting. I am no longer an enthusiastic cook and am impressed by minor triumphs.) But the kids disdained it. Cece preferred a homemade chocolate brownie. Lux had been baking oatcakes with Dave in the morning and she chose an oatcake spread with my lemon curd.
Oh, these girls. They are such a joy.
Children by Isaac and Wendy.
Photographs by Isaac.