Yesterday saw Melissa going out to Liverpool with her cousin Claire for her 30th birthday, Penny spending the night with nanny (Again. Yes. We're terrible parents), and my mate John coming round for a few beers and some movies. I also went to Aldi, as well as (the) ASDA. I'm broadening my horizons. Excellent pizza from th'Aldi.
It was 2am before any of us got to bed. Except Penny, who according to reports was fast asleep by 6:30pm.
This morning I took John to the train station and collected Melissa from Claire's house, we then collected Penny from nanny's house and headed in to Wigan to do some preliminary holiday clothes shopping, as against all odds, on Friday evening, we booked a holiday! Tunisia, ladies and gentleman, 7 days, hot as fuck, can't wait. Penny's been running round shouting "HOLIDAY!" all day.
We celebrated shopping with a lovely coffee from Starbucks and then came home.
We played in the garden for a bit and then I cooked tea for all of us. We brought Penny up for her bath and while it was running she tried on some of her holiday clothes, then had her bath and went to sleep.
All that's left for me to do this evening is vacuum and possibly drink a bottle of cider that I didn't drink yesterday. Melissa's got ironing to do. It's her last Sunday not in work as she's had her shift's changed (at her request) and will henceforth be working every Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and alternate Wednesdays.
Now if you'll excuse me, that floor's not going to vacuum its self!
