Not to be out done by a broken hip we were off christmas shopping at Ruxley Manor garden centre. Me pushing mum in a wheel chair and mum pushing the trolly. Like a train we wove round the sections both inside, round the china and outside round the plants to the amusement and sometimes annoyance of other shoppers. But as always we had such a laugh and smashed the shopping. As with all our shopping exploits I will treasure that day for ever.  Perfect mirrors in the sun, singing and dancing in perfect time.