Back home and Charles came over for lunch which was really nice as it was his birthday. He was thrilled to bits with his presents although it was difficult for me to give them to him as I had taken the maxim of "buy gifts you'd like to receive yourself" rather far. I did make him promise to give the fossil trilobite back to me if he ever got bored of it but he said he wouldn't :-(
We then went to Scats to buy, amongst other things, a crowbar so I could break up my pallets:
We also went to the reclamation yard as everyone (ie Kirsty Allsopp) raves about them and we wondered what on earth people do with rusty guttering, gargoyles and peeling windows but hey, it was certainly an experience.
So then it was time to get the children as they "wanted to see Charles" which, roughly translated, meant have a slice of birthday cake
|5 slices gone|