So, last night I'm settling down to watch a movie and Joy says "Hey, let's go eat next door." Well, I'd had a snack and wasn't feeing hungry so I declined. She said, "no wollies. I'll go. Where's the camera?

"Good" thinks I, peace and quiet, a movie I haven't seen before and maybe some photos of people eating rice. I now wish I'd gone.

This little lad loves his pet snake.



Really likes it. He calls it Cyril. (OK I made that up)



Really really likes it.



But sometimes relationships can go wrong



Children, plastic bags and snakes = trouble for someone

In this case, Cyrill.



Cyrill, having departed this world of fun will be laid to rest



He weighed 20 kilos




All neat and tidy



But hey, it's supper time.



And on he goes



Dad's cooking tonight



Bit by bit




Dad gets bored, or hungry, chucks it all on




And that's your lot. At this point the camera was switched off and every one sat down to supper.

Bon Appetit.