A game of two parrots

Not such a great start to the morning with the acceptance that Carl is not fit enough to fly to Spain, or even to take J to the football. There were lots of tears. Disappointment is a horrible feeling for anyone and for kids it does feel like a kick in the stomach.

Lots of talking and the creation of a new plan and the world became a sunny place again.

Part of the plan involved me subbing jn at the game which, from a selfish point of view, was pretty good. I can't think of many things more boring than watching football on tv but I love watching live games. Turns out watching Chelsea isn't any less stressful than watching Wolves which was a little disappointing as i'd kind of being expecting some sort of exhibition match. Anyway, at least they won. And that's more than enough football talk.

This was supposed to be a companion piece to yesterday's celebration shot but there were lots more arms in the way.

A fun day out and home for a take-out and an early night.

Lesley x