Leith Links

David & Alex post 8-6 away loss to Royal High.

The morning went like this:

[David crawls into my bed]
"Dad, when are you getting up?"
"David, it's 4 o'clock in the bloody morning!"
"No it's not, it's 7."
"No, it's 4:08am, there's no way you should be up! Go back to bed, go to sleep and don't wake up your sister."

So, David went back to his bed but didn't go to sleep, had massive bags under his eyes all day. He did well though, football and all. Wasn't too moany.

Dropped him off at football, me and Rose went to get her her prize for not being a moany bambot over the past week; a cuddly fluffy baby lion soft toy. Went for second breakfast. Picked David up, spent couple hours in Leith links, went home with Alex & Luke in tow. Lunch, mucking about. David started to show signs of being too knackered and luckily a very hungover Ash turned up to whisk A & L away.

Some other stuff happened too but nothing of note.