Exhausted

It’s hard work being a dad.

I took Pops to work this morning, then we had another session with a dog we are looking after for a few weeks.

We dropped H, folks off at the airport then I had to help Alf swap the exhaust on his car. Never a easy job on an old car, the bolts were so rusted that they snapped off, it’ll need an hour with some proper mechanics to get it sorted.

A Good Father’s Day though. Pops got me a lovely print of Molly which was my blip 9 years a ago yesterday. Alf got me a very exciting gin with Shiraz in it.