A Good Deed

Today the hubby & I woke up feeling awfully guilty that the friends with munchkins were moving house all by themselves.

And so, we abandoned all plans and drove down to the deepest darkest depths of Somerset & hauled furniture and stuff into a van all bloody afternoon.

And then we drove across the deepest darkest depths of Somerset to a different location and hauled furniture and stuff out of a van.

But then I was given a humungous gin & tonic and I swiftly forgot that every muscle hurt.

And then we picked up a maccy d's and fell into bed.

But, we did a good deed...

Photo is of the ridiculous hanging dice that hubby insists on hanging in his Landy. Taken whilst driving down the M5.

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