7th of the 7th

Aka my dad’s birthday. For the fifth year running we celebrated without him, it’s becoming a bit of a habit. We had a fancy lunch out, then home for cake, buying some top bargain plants on the way back and bumping into Will walking back from school.

And, following my discovery I have few pictures of me with many people, I am stepping up the selfies. I think this is the fourth of me in the last week, and much nicer than the horrors that Clare took of me and my mum.