We love these stray days off work Dad is taking to use up his hols (we're told you lose them unless you take them, but to us, every day is a holiday....). We always get a good walk - Challock Forest this morning which is all fallen leaves, just a few left up on the trees, and autumn colours even on the baby larches. The Dad is always coming and going on various errands. We all got bought a brightly coloured new bed today, as the old one, even when freshly washed, looks decidedly grey.
As well as that he's been up in the loft, down to the shed, under the sink and all over, ticking off jobs on a list as he goes. I think he's about to collapse for an "old gits lie-down", poor old soul
Deefer
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