I went to bed at 8.45am
And got up at 10.30am
I walked the dogs.
And drove to town to complete the pre-mother-in-law week's shop at an over crowded Tesco's
( I ate my breakfast scotch egg whilst pushing the trolley)
I had " words" with the checkout girl after she had a protracted conversation with the customer in front about her friend having a baby under the age of consent
and I forgot to buy the hot cross buns that Chris had asked me to get, so had to got back for them.
I topped up the Berlingo with petrol
Unpacked the shopping when I got home
Had a row with Chris about buying what he referred to as " cheap shit hot cross buns"
and am now just about to tackle the toilet bowl with the bog brush.
Life couldn't get any better