While a lovely group of local bagpipers used to visit my late Mother-in-Law every Christmas Eve, my husband took up playing the flamingo last night.
Turns out that my parents didn’t have a pump to inflate my Christmas pool toy…this stunning, inimitable pink flamingo.
So, we passed the flamingo round the family, taking turns.
Yet, my husband truly played the flamingo like a professional!
Shame he couldn’t get a note…I think!
Merry Christmas! Ho! Ho! Ho!