So the boys went off to see their mother for a birthday brunch and I opted for an hour on the Porty prom with Baz and Fenton. The sun tried to shine and I clocked up a couple of miles as we strode up the sand, kicking te ball for the dug.

Then home via Asda to fetch them. And off into town for clothes shopping for them there lads. Sunny / summer wear was purchased and we stopped into Pieute for Vote Fatboy stickers too. 

She'd been to Falkirk for breakfast with her Maw; and then into the office for OT; we marched them all home and I knocked out dinner for all whilst she drew breath.

Around 8 we left her in peace (relatively so)