Fathers Day

Dad'll fix it (yipee thinks dad).

How come everything in the house is packing up?

How come the really important stuff packs up on fathers day?

We've been here for five years so I suppose it's about time. Still it could have chosen another day. What's wrong with tomorrow? Or yesterday, when it was raining.

Oh well, it's nice to be needed I s'pose.

I did get a lovely roast lamb dinner with fresh mint sauce and all the trimmings from Mrs W, lovely cards and nice pressie's from the boys. So it's not all bad.

So folks, what's it to be Bosche or Miele?