You're such a crawler

'Dadda, you're the best Daddy in the house.' said number 2 this morning not quite realising the ambiguous meaning this could have. She then added more doubt to her 'adoration' by saying 'And you will need this.' handing me my deodorant. I think she was just being helpful, as in general, I'm not that much of a smelly character.

Help ma boab! We managed to sleep until a very nice time today, i.e. one that is not 6:35am. So a worryingly long list of things to be done was sort of worked through, two biggies done two others saved for another day. We now have a fridge that is the size of a very large thing. Mixed feelings about having sold the other one to the guy we sold it to, we had a choice of three people, he is going to sell it on I guess, I suppose everyone makes a living so fair enough, but someone could have had a fridge freezer cheaper. Hey ho!

Managed to do the shopping and as I was going in to the supermarket I spotted all these guys watching a screen, on a Sunday afternoon, this can only mean one thing, football is on.

'So you think it's ok to let the women do the shopping while you watch football, you call yourselves modern men!' I shouted at them. They then persuaded me to watch the game, Liverpool managed a draw!

Don't know why but so far, today was simply a brilliant one. And outside it was a glorious

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