Apologies for the poor quality of this blog. I'm too tired to write much.
So far...we've been rubbish at the training schedule, because I worked too late.
Bryan was in court today. I asked someone who works there to let me know the outcome. Fine and suspended sentence. Not sure how I feel about it. I don't know if prison would do him some good, or put him in touch with some 'real' criminals. Nor do I know why i care.
The weekend was so completely amazing - John worked it all out, with just a tiny bit of help from Mrs H somehow getting us into a corporate box! It was amazing. And we won! And the weather was gorgeous - and Anthea even delivered Mycroft to us, so he didn't miss out! He's home this weekend, so I definitely wasn't expecting to see him - well, I wasn't expecting any of it. It was just brilliant, everything, even my sneaky sergeant fixing the rotas at work.
So...some of you have expressed the need of more pictures of my gorgeous husband.
But clearly if you actually find him irresistible then... you wouldn't be able to resist him. Which would end badly for me.
Therefore I'm only actually using this picture for his (my) own good, right? And he doesn't have any food hanging out of his face! Sorry for the bizarre colour/quality. I messed with my phone setting and don't know how to un-mess.
I think I was cooking and I'd told him I was putting Marmite in his. He was expressing his displeasure.
And here's a picture of a donkey from Italy:
It's a Nanny-Donkey. When they move the sheep up into the mountains the new lambs are too young to keep up, so a Nanny-Donkey brings them. Obviously I've no idea why this Nanny and the one above should have pictures in the same post...they have nothing in common. Apart from, perhaps, a penchant for woolly jumpers and large ears....