Ground-swine Day.

Primary colours for primary needs (3rd in what is now officially a series)

A party of hairless hunters was sent out of the Raheny household to fetch some essential supplies: bread, milk, paracetamol. This monstrosity was blipped on the way to Tesco (Scylla and Charybdis)
The news of the day is that Finnzy has now also succumbed to the Hogflu.
The breastfeeding has unfortunately shown its limitations... He is gutted. He has been paying his Boob-pa premium for the last 10 months and he is seriously considering applying for a refund.

The atmosphere at home is... indescribable. I will therefore not attempt it.

Too wrecked. The night ahead is going to be tough.

PS: thanks a million for all your good wishes yesterday. Places are now at a premium on the sofa of Doom...