At the bottom of the garden we don't seem to have any new neighbours, even though the shed is virtually deserted.
I suppose that means I have no excuses now and I will have to start using the tools in the shed this weekend :-(
The 18th birthday party that was supposed to happen at our butt and ben didn't happen tonight...........sigh............,but it does mean it may happen tomorrow when we are out for the evening. The worst bit about that is, that it isn't even for one of our kids.
It's alright, it's for Roxy and she's alright is Roxy.
We'll see what we say when we get home late tomorrow night.
Happy Birthday to Roxy, who was wished Happy Birthday by the superviser who checked her ID at the supermarket when she bought alcohol for the first time.
That is wonderful.