Jailhouse Rock

This is Katy practicing her wide eyed innocent look after having nicked herself a new juice bottle from Tesco (you can just see her ill-gotten gains in the background). To be fair given that Katy was the only child I had with me I should have been a little bit more on the ball but hey ho! At least she pinched something useful and I figure that the amount of money I spend in Tesco we're entitled to a 'free gift' every now and again.

Apart from that the day was relatively uneventful. Lunch was eaten nicely (if very slowly) and Mel took the girls off to dancing so I even escaped the usual bickering over car seats.

I spent the time channel flicking, trying to avoid the endless coverage of the Royal Engagement (why it deserves capital letters I have no idea). I am thoroughly sick of the whole shebang already. It's very nice that they are engaged and all the rest of it but given that it is very unlikely that I am actually going to be invited I don't really feel I need to know all the gory details. It's not as if I'll be dashing off to John Lewis to buy them a toaster. Announce a public holiday- then I might manage to feign an interest.