F*&#ing Scary-Looking

Jnr Jnr has been asking for ages to go and see Matlock Town FC, a non-league team down the road.  Anyone who reads this guff knows we are dedicated Blades, but this was a change from the norm.  Today was the day.

They were playing Witton Albion today (bizarrely a local club from where Mrs H grew up), and we took the short journey for a mildly-chilly afternoon that was absolutely terrific, we both loved it!  

An ever-changing game with entertaining goals, red cards, a penalty and f*#k loads of swearing gave Jnr Jnr and I a superb experience and she has already been looking online for the next game we can go to.

Mrs H and Jnr Snr had a nice afternoon too, bonding and shopping as we were trying to ignore the F-words and drinking hot drinks out of styrofoam cups to keep the cold at bay; this is when this bizarre beauty product was purchased.  She scared the hell out of me when she came downstairs as I was cooking tea - I thought it had a skeletal feel to it