A different box story

This, as you can tell, is Miniman pretending to be a crab peeping out from his shell. We had to re-organise all of the wooden railway track from its existing drawers into the 'shell' earlier so that those drawers could be a boat & trailer then put them all back again so we could utilise the shell. It's a complicated conservatory that we live in.

I was much refreshed after my nights sleep yet still managed to talk Miniman into lying in with me while we watched episodes of Donald Duck with Chip & Dale on my old iPhone which now houses games & the like. We got up late, made pancakes & walked Booboo along the canal before having a play in the park. We had visitors in the form of Nana and then Nana's friend Hazel, always a tonic, she's over 80 but you'd never think it and always has a story to tell. Once she left I asked if I should bother putting the oven on to roast the chicken I'd bought yesterday to get told 'But we need Chicken dinner it's Sunday Mummy!' That was me told! We ate late but it was yummy. Good call there small bloke!