Name that tune: – “If you wait ’til tomorrow she’ll no longer be there” – The birds in your garden – Pulp
Spent a long weekend in Chester. Saw many gurning teens on the train on their way to the Chester Rocks! Festival; drinking Stella and clearly off their tits. It was 10:30am and I wasn’t sure whether to feel disapproving or envious if I’m honest.
Saturday night was spent in the local. Red wine and catching up with Bro, Bro-in Law & Sis. Good times!
Sunday – Father’s Day luncheon at different local. Asparagus & mushroom soup; wild mushroom and truffle oil risotto, then Eton Mess. Tasty!
Sunday eve – ‘My Sister’s Keeper’ on the box, all psyched up for a weepfest with my Mum, that never happened because they changed the ending from the book! WTF? Why do they do that?
Spent money I don’t really have in Debenhams sale today in Manc with my sister and niece, who clearly isn’t a fan of the tram, or of shopping. Grizzly bambini times!
Lovely weekend all round and grateful for the extra day off. Yay to training days that I don’t have to attend!
And proving that you’re never too old to play space hopper races:-
The Bear shows us olds how it’s really done:-