No gravel pits here.

Is a sign in a window of a house on my way to work. I am not sure if it is a protest, in which case an ! might help, or a polite and informative notice to stop people knocking and requesting access to a gravel pit in their back garden. What do you think?

Today we were at the Preston Cross Hotel in Little Bookham for a ruby wedding lunch for Ma and Pa Gibbs. I seemed to rope Granny Mary in to making the cake and helping with the table decorations, so H and I travelled up by train to Surbiton last night and got over to the hotel fairly early to get things set up. I was also in charge of the guest list and photos, so managed to cobble together a few bits and bobs for people to peruse. The food and service were very good and I would heartily recommend the venue were I asked. My brother (Uncle Andy) did a great job of using the photos I scanned - I know - I used a scanner! - as part of his pub quiz, and then carefully helped all the tables equally. My table still won, possibly helped by the fact that R was on it and he had helped with the whole thing. Not to mention been around or taking many of the pictures. The pub quiz was a great alternative to a speech, lots of fun and I would recommend that too.

The weather was amazing, a fabulous summer day to enjoy the gardens of the hotel which are perfect for running around and hiding in. Very good, 10 out of 10 as dad would say!