Mountain

Finally a day where I achieved something - the great ironing mountain was scaled today.

Another dull day which was brightened a lot by my dad coming round this afternoon. We talked football (I've been going to Scunthorpe with my dad since I was 12 and it has always been our main form of communication) and Christmas and generally set the world to rights.

It's cold and wet out but it's warm inside and I have a snug evening in front of the telly with my lovely boys to look forward to. Bliss.