Matchy matchy

Where we establish Toms shirt is the same as the man at the next table.

Top afternoon with Claire, Krissie and Tom. Turkish lunch, there was loads of meat- I took the leftovers back for Will. Then to Wetherspoons to revel in their marvellously cheap prices. And then back to our train station pub for double the price drinks. I just love this little gang, although we are all getting older. Tom and I spent forever getting him logged into Good Reads and making us friends. Proper top afternoon.

Then home, Daisy picked me up from the station to announce she had left the last 30 jigsaw pieces for us to finish together. This meant she had done all the horrendous wood bits- we got this jigsaw out the the pile in my parents loft, never anything to do with my mum. No idea if my dad ever did it - I think actually unlikely. It was quite difficult and boring- but has been a superb Christmas project. The final picture for posterity in extras.