My bloody father

I am sure I am meant to be writing nice words about him today. But he bought Will these flags and now I am driving round like a bloody idiot (with Will delighted and grinning sitting next to me). I have to tell him (Will) later that I will have to take them off before I go to work as I don't trust them not just to fly away on the dual carriage way.

The whole exercise has made the seven and nearly seventy year old very happy. I am sure there is something there about boys and never changing / growing up. I note my dad has no such flags adorning his car though.....

Flags aside, a fine day. I am currently using my veg box celery and celairiac up in a bake thing from a new Nigel recipe. Not really very sure about it but it has made me feel grown up just making it!