Hug a hoody

Joe allowed me to take a quick photo on the way back from the Barbers shop only if he could pull up his hood - it's fair to say he wasn't impressed by the barber's interpretation of a "tidy up".

He's away now with his two sisters. Some pals of ours have whisked them away for the rest of the day and they won't be delivered back until lunchtime tomorrow. Which leaves me and Mrs Smith in the house alone together. I'm just away to light some candles and get the Luther Vandross CD's out. That's after I've checked what times the live football is on Sky obviously.

Splendid night at the inaugural meeting of the 101 Whisky Club last night. I think Red summed it up very well in his email this morning.....

Pensioner, thank you for the hospitality.

Instography, thank you for the inspired idea and the whisky.

Mr Smith, thank you for talking pish to your usual high standard.

Must go now, I have to douse myself in Old Spice.