A braw day. I dragged my entoutage to Morrison's for milk (makes a change from Lidl, although invariably I get photos at Lidl, but rarely at Morrison's)
After lunch we hit the playing fields - Gaelic football practice on Thursday indicated that more practice was required kicking a ball, so we duly thumped a ball back and forth for a while in the sunshine, before heading home to a roast chicken . She walked down to dine with us; a salady version for the grown ups was served; a more traditonal roast for them kids.

As the lethargy crept over them; I chummed her part of the way up the road in the warm sunshine; before abandoning Her to Dundas St and the steeper bits...!