Mother Day

Mothering Sunday....the perfect day for climbing up a ladder,  clonking oneself on the forehead, clamouring up onto the ridge of the roof only to question the days choices and deciding to look for an expert to do the job instead.

Back at ground level we all mosied on over to my parents house along with Auntie H for an Indian takeaway to celebrate Mother's Day and very nice it was too. Unfortunately for Dad he was outnumbered by the fairer sex and so consoled himself with the TV remote control & a football match.

Oh, an eldest baked a cake. Chocolate Orange. Very Nom *^_^*