…saw a Welsh sunset /my first knitting project…and more ‘old fart’ name calling / breakfast with my bootiful niece, Ella Bella / Alf adamant he was ready for school…in his onesie / and wearing his 3d glasses afterwe left the cinema…around town shopping! / the ‘old fart’s’ finished snood / dressed ready for uncle Dion’ […]
Alf & i pulling a pucker of a face…just because. a recent corker from him i hear you ask? with his hands down his pants (again!…he’s not his father’s son for nothing!) ”alf! stopia!” “am i gross, mam?” “yes you are!”, he then walks off DEAD chuffed with himself!…bois are vile! i neeeeeed a daughter! […]