Chillin Never Illin

Day 335 - a up and at um day when I was rudely woken at 7.15am by loud whispers of is match of the day on yet?.

Still we had to be at Birches Valley for 10 to meet the famo for more stick man, Christmas tree and generally monkeying around-ness.

The boy and me stayed on and went for an explore to find the perfect log in the perfect spot to have our flask of tea, smokey bacon crisps and berries for snacks. We also had to gather a collection of rocks, cones and sticks to throw into a pond before donuts and Xmas tree shaking (decided not to purchase one just yet after all).

If we hadn't already done enough we popped to the shops so he could choose his dads Xmas pressies and he had me in tears.

Tears of full on belly laughter when I turned round to find him inside a hoodie still hung on the stand with his little head popping out waving the sleeves. Maybe you had to be there but the resulting photo makes me giggle every time I look at it.

It's been a top weekend, shame it's spoilt by the spectre that is Monday morning. Comes around all too soon.