Mad, bad and dangerous to know

Butch and Sundance here after an hour or two of shrieking, running around, bothering the neighbours, wolfing down a Friday burger and nagging for various electronic devices.

All varieties of emotional manipulation have been deployed but now a calm has fallen in the house as the umpteenth episode of Scooby Doo is played. I never fail to grasp the appeal of a one plot children's show. I am getting old!

Still massively gutted that I'm not at Ten Tors with school. We must not make the same mistake next year!