St Philip’s Cathedral

The lad was home a bit earlier this morning, just after 2am, not fantastic but I have to be grateful for whatever I can get. He’d had a good night out at Ghetto Golf in the Custard Factory, Digbeth.
I had a shopping trip to Birmingham this afternoon with H and my friend E. We’ve all managed to buy something and had a giggle and a gossip. I was disappointed when H’s trainers were out of stock so close to going back to school, then got home and found them £25 cheaper online, result.