A lie in! We got a lie in! It was 8am before Penny stirred. We all got up, Melissa changed Penny's nappy and I prepared our collective breakfasts, then it was off to mass.
It was a different priest this week, Father Barry. I'm fairly certain Father Barry kills people for money in his spare time. Bic'd head, thick, black rimmed glasses and a certain swagger. Put it this way, I wouldn't want to argue with him.
Mass done, we headed home, fed Penny and then we were out the door again, this time for a Christening for one of Penny's little friends. We had a great time, Penny flirted outrageously with Harry and got upset when he went off in his walker, only to be swamped by a thousand other little girls. We had to leave at that point.
We came home, Melissa fed Penny while I phoned my mum and dad to explain why I hadn't finished painted the fence.
Nearly time for bath 'n' bed. Given that it's Monday tomorrow, and Britain's Got Talent has finished, I might have an early night.
Stranger things have happened.
See you tomorrow.
