Escape

I love my wee boy - he could sense his Dad might be a little worse for wear so he woke up at 6am especially for me and then chose his drum and his xylophone as the new favourite toys. Once I got going, had a fun day messing around and doing a bit of work in the garden.

Arlo can't get enough of running around in our vestibule, like father like son. I spent an inordinate amount of time in the vestibule of my Gran's when I was wee.

Chatting with The No about post-punk last night, I really must read the book. Will make it my next purchase. The book's title? Rip It Up and Start Again