Face of an angel

Missed yesterdays picture. Woke up soaked in milk, still bleeding and with patches of what was hopefully chocolate along my thigh. Too fat to fit into any clothes & still don't have a hairbrush. Bertie screamed inconsolably & did impressive projectile poo up my arm. Showered eventually & managed short nap. Day got better with BBQ & lovely weather. Horsham today to get a feel of the town with a view to maybe moving there. Little angel currently sleeping by my side...:)