Nose job

Crick, crickle, crackle, crunch, crunch went the remains if the snow today, but since the beetroot didn't cut it yesterday we had to persevere and give the guy a nose that befitted.

And after a lazy lie-in, lazier breakfast and pretty relaxed brunch that was what we did.

Swimming with little T and back for our own tea rounded off the pretty, all round relaxed end to the weekend.