Eating egg on Toast. The Sun is out!. Max has a day off from school apparently, so naturally remains in bed. Saffi is hiding because she knows as soon as shes been fed in the morning, I kick her out into the garden, and Fred Flintstone has applied for a better job, but is hopelessly under qualified, all will work out as Wilma is making Fred's favorite seaweed fricassee.
Ive complimented my breakfast with two paracetamol and a Brufen tablet. Will go shopping at some point; will try and catch the 'smelly one' in some sort of trap, and drag him into town maybe. Hope your enjoying Wales Harry?, and again, Happy Birthday for today.
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