It has been a busy day.
Our K8 arrived here at the crack of dawn [around half eleven] when I wasn’t fully awake so the day got off to a rocky start. I couldn’t complain, because it’s her birthday. Birthdays are important occasions to five [and three quarter] year old granddaughters, so it had to be celebrated in style. We managed to avoid the party hats and merely demolished a few bottles of wine so it was a quiet visit.
I just dropped them all home.
On the way back I called into the village to restock on my apples, as Puppychild had made free with the last of my stash.
While I was in the village, Herself phoned me.
“Are you going into the butchers?” she asked.
I said I would be passing it.
“Surprise me,” says she “and bring home some fresh meat. Make sure it’s lean, fresh and fat free.”
I surprised her all right.
I brought home the girl from behind the counter.