Waddle

Another missioning day, felt good to do the domestic stuff but too dull to even mention.

It did mean however that by the time we had finished and showered in the evening we were starving. So we strolled the mile or so to the family run Italian, Antonios, for a feast. Cracking food and rather to much Peroni.

Remarkably J9 even managed a pud! best part about the place has to be that the waddle back is all down hill :)