Popped into St Ives for tile grout and a quick dash round the chazzas.
Mrs F got her eyes tested while I bought some chazza tat. Everything a quid apart from fantastic minty Fern Kinney a fiver.
Today is Flying Ant Day
Spent yesterday evening with Mrs F, looking for holiday flats on the Suffolk coast.
My first thought: "I can go to the A shop in Beccles and buy a load of chazza vinyl."
I'm a lost cause, aren't I?
There is no finer sound on a summer's evening than a child having a tantrum in a back garden... when it is someone else's problem, because yours are now in their twenties, and won't get in a paddling pool in the first place.