A bit of Kulcha!
Well, the local brass band can hardly be called culture but it’s as good as it gets…. Becca loved it, wants me to ask to borrow Grandpa’s (my dad’s) Glen Miller collection as they played a lot of his stuff and was delighted to recongnise brass band versions of a lot of the “last night of the proms” stuff that Granny (my mum) plays all the time. She has such wonderfully diverse musical tastes!
Before we went there we were at Grandma’s (Tim’s mum) and took her to the craft shop. I was very restrained and only got a light box so Becca and I can do embossing (which Grandma paid for cos it’s for a grandchild and she reserves the right to spoil all grandchildren rotten 
) Then when we took her home I was instructed to go and rummage in her craft room and help myself so I’ve got lots of coloured card, some yarn and Becca spotted a bit of sparkly ribbon. We didn’t get enough first time so got sent back for more! Eventually 90% of the contents of that room will be mine but I’m taking it gradually!!
