Tom is 10

10. Bloody hell. Happy birthday my boy... happy birthday

Tom got the day going around 5:15... or would've done if it hadn't been for the extreme reluctance of everyone in the house to share in his birthday joy quite yet...

A day of pancakes, bouncing, bowling, pizza, skateboarding, cake and the flat upstairs flooding so water poured into Tom's bedroom.

That particular treat topped the day off perfectly.

Boys are now asleep and we won't be long. We fly first thing.

Boys of Summer