Egg nog?

We had a busy morning taking the children down to Omaha Beach as their parents went into Bayeau so that daddy could buy mummy a present for her birthday tomorrow. He is the type of man who buys his Christmas presents just before the shops shut on Christmas Eve. One up on Mr C though - he doesn't even buy presents.

Then after lunch Ella and her mum went swimming - she is making progress. Because I'd done a lot of the child-minding daughter decided it would be a good idea to treat me to a cocktail in the swanky hotel. It was a lovely treat - though we could have had a bottle of gin for the price of one cocktail. We were paying for the beautiful surroundings. We got back to find Mr C slaving over the BBQ. Hurrah, I only need to roast the potatoes, make the salad and chop veg for kebabs.

This blip is of the liqueur daughter brought us later - she thought this was a shot glass - but I think it is an egg cup!