Après Ski

Very early start at work. When it’s as busy as it is just now, the only sensible way to get anything done is starting at 6.

Mr B was getting ready to load all these goodies into the car for the trip up into the mountains, when he had a call that his mum had been taken into hospital. Now it turns out that she’s fine, but with TallGirl nursing a sick bunny, and the only other relative within 6 hours nursing a chest infection, Mr B abandoned skiing and hopped on the next flight back.

It’s a little bit everything everywhere all at once in the B household just now.

Spaghetti Bolognaise was nice though. Sorry boys.