Birthday fun

If you'd seen her this morning opening her presents bleary-eyed and hungover after going out with her pals for a curry and coming home looking for wine and chat that lasted rather too long into the night, you wouldn't have imagined that a bit of cycling was on the cards. But such is the restorative power of lunch in the pub and the comfort of a new Brooks. we headed up to Ellen's nursery and then rolled home to pick up the boy.

Aye, cycling around in the blistering hot sun. I know how to show a girl a good time. Tonight we'll probably fall fast asleep on the sofa.