Whilst I was busy sweating and panting pushing Dad in his wheelchair up and along the local golf course, my hubby on the other hand was out enjoying a socially safe drink or two with the kids and the K9. I wasn’t sure whether to smile or to scream when I first saw these pictures, though having being assured that the kids were stood far from anyone else and that Paul had been handed drinks through a safe serving hatch, I felt a little more at ease. Mad For Milkshakes I Swear It’s Juice! The kids certainly enjoyed going out…
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Christmas Is Coming With Christmas well on the way I can’t help but to indulge in some of the many Christmas treats which seem to call to me from their display shelves as I try to carry out an innocent top-up shop for all things nutritious. Rather than chowing down on chocolate coins, mince pies or pigs in blankets I opted to treat Paul and I to a little ‘festive spirit’, by which I am of course referring to wine, mulled wine that is. Any Excuse For A Knees Up It may only be November but it’s sodding cold…