Aloha

Fooled you, didn't we? Saffron's not really in sunny Hawaii, she's posing outside our front door.

We became rather fond of the party decorations and (foolishly) contemplated keeping them up for longer. Fortunately for us, our plans to live amidst paper parrots and plastic flowers were thwarted by Magic Myrna who promptly scaled up the ladder and meticulously removed every trace of the Hawaiian Party, preserving the delicate paper banners and life-sized murals, each in their own dedicated plastic bag. (I'm getting emotional just writing about it). If the decorations could somehow have been alphabetised, she would have already done so. Twice over. Such is the magic of Myrna.

Whoever said that no one is indispensable obviously hadn't met Myrna.