It’s a Wrap

Guess who’s birthday it is tomorrow.
 
 
Our grandson is into military things so I hope he likes the wrapping paper.  What’s inside is still a secret.



I'm allowed back on my pooters now, so I'll be catching up with commenting soon.


ps – thanks for all the good wishes these last couple of days.  No pain, but after a few hundred gallons of steroids (slight exaggeration) was pumped into the back of my neck I had to keep rested so that they could do their work and not get prematurely dispersed around the body.  Mind you I think the anaesthetic is finally wearing off . . .

   pps – nerdy techy bit – one shot only tonight, just out of bravado, I half expected to have to put the card back into the camera . . .