Waiting for Warhammer

It's sunday, the only day Sam gets up early, unasked, but it's only because he wants to cajole us into taking him to the games workshop to play warhammer. We arrived just before opening time -I needed to oversee the spending of the Christmas vouchers - and as they saw a deranged harassed mother waiting, they let us in early from the cold. Left him there to lose himself in playing and building and painting for two hours while we said goodbye to Dave's Dad, endured Christmas shopping voucher spending with Tess....to be fair, she'd had enough after one shop, it's very boring...then regrouped with Sam and Dave for some wagamama.....marinated stir fried tofu, the non-meat meat of the gods. Later that night, as we tidied up after our Christmas house guest had left the building, we discovered that he had obviously been making himself too welcome, you live and learn.