Fish Friday

There was some funny old weather today; mainly sunny with occasional snow and sleet showers: usually when I wanted to go somewhere.

Nothing like oven fish and chips when you've had a long day. Alexander was vinegaring my chips, unbidden. I said thank you and he said "you're welcome, Mummy". He sang a fish and chips song on the way home but wouldn't repeat it. He said he only sings that one in the car and not in the house, which was news to me, as I've never heard it before.

Day 5