A Bit Late

Left work sharp this evening, as I had to get back for a special birthday tea for Lola. Not only that I had to go and pick up GG on the way.

With the snow still lying on many of the side roads and parts of the motorway it took me much longer to get home than normal.

Once tea was over and cake with candles taken care of I had hoped to get a photo of the birthday girl, but by this time wee Ben was starting to wilt. And a quick bundle into the car was called for.

Cambo on the other hand was as high as a kite, and went roaring out of the house, singing the Twelve Days of Christmas as loud as he could, much to the amusement of the couple walking past at the time. (I think I may have been egging him on.)

So after dropping everyone off, and a trip to Lidl, I grabbed one of Mrs T's roses. It's now quite late both for me and the rose.