George meets Norse

Just got home from work early. Feeling a bit rough still, but better. George likes to sit on the radiator behind the telly but today decided to interact with Norse the horse.

My grandad was a carpenter and Norse is the first thing my dad had a go at crafting out of a bit of old tree when he was a boy.

It used to sit in my bedroom at grandad's on the cabinet and I used to love looking at it when I stayed with him as a kid.

I kept it when grandad died and now it sits proudly in my lounge, still part of the family.

I'm glad George likes him.