Alf: “How you doing my love?” with a nudge and a cheeky wink at me*.
It’s moments like this, in my head, I imagine Paul and I giving each other a high five and celebrating this parenting malarkey.
And then him coming round to the idea of having another…
Joking!
Sort of.
*If I think about it, it’s probably something to do with wanting to go on the ps4 or eating another Fab. But, let’s not go into that.
