Ooodles of Noodles

On one of those teachers drinking gin out of tea cups and playing croquet through chair legs in the school hall day.

There was no way I was going to let them have all the fun, and the parents evening on Tuesday did necessitate some kind of pat on the back for the boys, so off we jaunted to the big city.

Noodles for lunch, hot chocolate after checking that the Hon Mrs Graham was still OK at the National Portrait Gallery, an ooooh at Jenners Christmas tree, the purchase of Christmas Jumpers and then curry for tea at the Mosque Kitchen.

I'm fair paggered now, as those Geordies say.