Angel Of The Morning

Andy: "Dad, what's that big thing we drive past sometimes?"

Me: "The Angel of the North*, you mean?"

Andy: "Yeah, that's it. This is The Angel of the North with a chef's hat on."

It was, too. Good to find your blip before you head out for work, don't you find?




* It does seem like a strange guess, in retrospect. But that's pretty much how it happened.