The lovely loser

It seemed very harsh handing over the loser’s trophy to Sandie. She missed a week due to a holiday in Budapest and then another week from a flu type bug she picked up on the flight back.  As you can see, see was still smiling though.

After our usual morning cuppa and UNO at Costa we headed home to pick everyone up to head out for lunch.  We risked the Beefeater again (after the disappointment of them having no roasts last time we visited).  Success this time and I had a trio roast of beef, lamb and chicken.

Then we settled in to watch the footie for the afternoon,

Hollow legs Leo declared himself starving later in the day despite eating out for lunch. He talked his Dad into a pizza trip to Domino’s to pick up more sustenance.  I don’t know how he has all the room for the food he gets through!

Thanks for all ypour comments and advice on Leo's football social experiences of yesterday.  Am torn between making a fuss and embarrassing Leo.  I kind of hoped the coaches would be sensible enough to leave the youngsters out of things - but clearly not!