Sunday and its glum outside.
I decide to try my suit on before it goes into the wardrobe to never be seen again.
Yes very nice.
Yeah I can look smart.
In fact I like looking smart.
Perhaps it is my more mature look now.
I look outside. It is cold out there though.
So I stay in the retro room and have some strawberries and cream.
Cheryl says she has too many free range eggs from her chicken coup. I go and buy some off her. It has been a very long while since I have Cheryl in the flesh. She shows me her chicken coup which is her garden, which is a big as my garden, only now grassless due to the chickens. Eggs isn’t the only thing I get from her.
I also get 3 buckets of free range chicken poop for my garden, Some how I think the boot is going to be a bit wiffy for a while.
And with chicken poop in my boot, I go and meet the parents at the Bridge in Penkridge for dinner. Erm my tooth hurts, I mention. And then stuff my face with a lovely carvery.