Home comforts

I have been back home visiting my parents this weekend, where I was treated like like a king. The boys have had a whale of a time too. So much so that they were up and about ridiculously early this morning when I really wanted to be sleeping. It seems only right to end the weekend with a blip of my mum, who cooked a delicious and utterly reviving Sunday roast that got me through the afternoon, and the snowy drive back to London.