I guess I should be flattered

Today I had to work and boy was it swamped. We were kept on our toes all day.

Erin was at home most of today performing her wifey duties flawlessly, she also printed off a load of photos from asda. The photos were a mix of my blips and quite a few of our wedding shots from Tadpole.

But when she went to pick them up the photolady insisted that Erin was breaching copyright and she demanded to know who took them. Erin had to persuade her that they weren't actually taken by a pro, just a few keen amatuers.