It's that Friday feeling

Another cheeky day off work...no, that sounds wrong!

It was a proper booked-off day of leave. It's just that I am taking odd days spread across four weeks while Ed is home from uni.

So we popped into a DIY store to pick up a bag of compost for my mum, before walking along the river Wey as far as Stoke Lock. Feeling a bit peckish we felt it was time to head back via the Rowbarge pub for a wee bite and a sup, before toddling back to the car.

(P.S. Now my son has joined Blip, he tells me he's not that keen on being called The Boy, so Ed it is then.)