Mothering Sunday.

Mum sat down with a cup of fruit tea after we'd had Sunday lunch.

She and dad are now watching Leicester Tigers on telly, so I cycled home (we live in neighbouring villages), watching sport is not for me but they're avid fans.

Not to be out done there's an extra of dad who came round to my house this morning to help me tame the pyracantha. It didn't give in easily; gloves only provided partial protection from its thorns. It's a beast!