Chips

Whilst the refurb has been on, we've been eating a lot of chips.

Mountains of them.

Here's the gals, about to tuck into more chips (with fish) as the kitchen in the house wasn't yet fit for cooking in and there were men with saws and hammers milling about looking very sweaty.

On a Wednesday, we go for swimming lessons at the local caravan park. I'm rather partial to the egg and chips at the caravan park cafe. With ham. And lime soda.

Living. The. Dream.