We have ways of making you relax...

The usual Saturday start. I was feeling very irritable and a bit cranky until I got the boys away from footy and just survived the supermarket. I got a few treats to cheer us up and then left them at a party in the park for a couple of hours, where they played guess what for the entire time.

Lydia, Orisit and Tommy came round to help eat some of the treats and have a good gas. Lydia arrived first and gave Ben a little history lesson about the former Yugoslavia. He listened fairly intently. She had been doing a bit too much yoga (on her head!) and needed a massage, so I suggested Ben was pretty good. He was sporting his favourite hat by then, bought by Grandpa Hickey in Russia, and gave her his elbow treatment. Ouch! He then had us in stiches as he proclaimed in his best Russian accent

"Vot are jou making me do? Zis ees no job for a Rassian military!" I've no idea where he gets it from.

Anyway, lovely evening. Thanks for coming lovelies. I hope everyone gets where they want to be this holiday. Fare thee well Tommy and Orisit on Monday. Let's hope the runways are clear.

Backblip for yesterday here.