…and spending time with my gang, is all I need.

Just feel i need to point out that I haven’t got any joy from Robb breaking his thumb…but if that’s what it takes for us to head to Liverpool for the day as a family and eat a bloody good burger, then I’m all for it. Jokes…Caru ti, Robbie!

ice cream and some of Alf’s slush puppy…living her best life, this one.

It’s the rolled up trousers and the little bent leg that do it for me…and look! ANOTHER hole in a pair of Alf’s trousers…

(find me a pair of Alfie’s trousers without holes in them…i’ll wait…).