Poppa's Special Car

Today Lincoln got his first look at Poppa's 1938 Morris 8. It was fresh back from the panel beaters (after an accident caused by a mechanic) and ready to be a wedding car for at least the third time I know of in its lifetime.
Other than the car being shiny he wasn't particularly interested. It shouldn't be long though. When he gets his first ride is iffy. No seatbelts front or back so it might be a year yet.

After that we headed out to play poker. Lincoln behaved brilliantly, Daddy won and all the money ended up in my wallet somehow :)
We got home just before 9 to realise that we had run out of formula and had tried to commit to memory before we went out that we needed to go to the supermarket. We failed. I left the house again straight away for a late night shop.