Another day in lalaland

Still staying in parents' house although they've gone on holiday. We need to go out every day because there are a few too many precious things and Milo, well Milo can't be near precious things. It's a Nottinghamshire by-law or something appraently.

So we went into town and Milo did his level best to get us thrown out of H&M, Marks, McDonalds and Primark. We only went into a couple of these by choice - much sheltering from the rain was required.

It was only when we got to Pizza Express (West Bridgford branch) that we realised that the poor little bugger was starving.

Why didn't he just say so?

Broadmarsh, how I miss you.

Late change - but it's the right one