Dad at large

An intense period of work in the morning was rewarded by a trip out to Bramley to see the family. The Inverness crew have landed and they're not impressed by the weather. They're not too happy with the signage at Bramley station either. Three pairs of trousers were ruined when they sat down on a newly painted bench to wait for my arrival. The painter watched from the opposite platform and laughed! I'd write a sternly worded letter to Network Rail, but Dad thinks it's funny, too. He needed a pair of DIY trousers anyway.

It was really lovely to see everyone. Mum treated us to dinner at The Red Lion in Mortimer. The chef and waiters were great fun and the Italian food is delicious (ooh, the minty courgette thing). I'd make a special trip just to eat there (never mind seeing my brother!)