Food

A better day than yesterday. One minor tantrum this morning at having a shower, one slightly larger tantrum at the wrong type of sausage at breakfast. (Libbie not me)

No one threw any wee at me either.

Decided to celebrate this relative triumph with a late lunch out with my friend and her two boys. Sadly Byron was out and had locked his caravan so I had to take my two parasites.

As it was a bit cold for the Mojito paddling pool had to settle for some lovely fizz with lunch.