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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After years and years of moaning about the lack of entertainment around our local area Paul and I finally stumbled across a decent night out within crawling distance which is literally how we got home from where we live. Every now and then my parents offer to babysit on a Friday, Paul usually goes out to karate and kicks some ass while I tidy around the house, catch up on the soaps, blog, soak in the bath and generally entertain myself whilst the house is empty. This week though Paul suggested that we should go out, I would usually jump at the …