The Welsh connection

who’s who!
My dad, Clive, was the son of Emlyn Thomas
Gaynor and Ronnie were his cousins
Ronnie had Ceri
Ceri married Shirley in 1972
Daughters Lenka, Abby and Kate + son, Owen duly arrived
All have children but the children involved here are Lenka’s - 
Mia (20) Evie (17) Izzy (14) - now knitters extraordinaire



Looking over the back fence to the Coach House where youngest daughter, Kate, and her family live
                                                         (L to R) Ceri, Abby, Shirley, Kate
                                                                       Kate’s 2 tortoises
                                    Dinner at the main house - Abby, Izzy. Lenka, Shirley, Evie, Ceri
                                                                      Ceri and Abby
                                                              Part of the 2 hour dog walk
                                                 Where once, barges of coal were transported
                                                  Ceri, Izzy, Owen, Shirley, Evie, Lenka, Mia
                                                                            Dining out 
                                                                       Shirley and Ceri

                                        Last night together - Ceri, Mia, Izzy, Evie,  Shirley,  Lenka
                                                        Shirley wearing the scarf Evie made

                                                                  And modelling Izzie’s
                                                                          
                                                                     Abby and Kate
                                         Part of the Emma Bridgewater collection - in daily use

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