A fairly relaxing Saturday, a lie-in and then on the park with the boys before heading up to Sheffield for 4pm to collect Daughter. We’re hoping she’s up by then. She’s coming home for Easter to do hot dog (as in dog toy) throwing duty.
Unfortunately protective suits and breathing apparatus are not handed out at the door as we venture in to their ‘well kept’ student accommodation. We aren’t invited up to Daughter’s room, probably wise.
We head back to Nottingham, for a gentle pasta filled night before I hobble around Reading tomorrow.
(Saturday 31st March)
Hopping along at the farm, to Sir Tom
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