Boy's Best Friend

I could have slept all morning, but forced myself to get up.  My mum and dad were heading home, TT was taking BB to football and then going to pick up our new (to us) car, and I had chores to do, including bag packing for our weekend away in Yorkshire. We eventually set off after BB had been picked up, brought home and made to change out of his football kit.

We stopped for lunch en route and took the scenic route to our cottage for the weekend – about ten miles from the Yorkshire coast.  We eventually got there about 7pm and then headed out to the village pub for food.  It was a lovely pub, with a really friendly and helpful waitress, but the food was more than a little disappointing.

We headed home to work out how we were all going to manage using the smallest bathroom in the world!  Sometimes there are advantages to being short in stature.

Here is  BB and friend outside the pub.  There were two of them and they reminded us of this pair.