Tentsmuir

The day started with a whirl of domesticity which led to the Hoover shorting the electrics and then emitting clouds of smoke. Mr Lif intervened and operated on the Hoover. Mission successful. My hero ;)

I then whizzed the boy into town for a haircut. After two years of sporting a beiberesque floppy mop he decided to go for a short back and sides with a spiky top. A much improved look!

Then it was down to the beach in the SUNSHINE. Himself had his jacket OPEN and took his hat OFF! Is this spring?

I cooked the boys a steak and chips tea. They are now lying replete on the sofa watching sci fi nonsense. I think they might be happy! Meat makes them happy

Hope you had a fine Saturday too x