Christmas dinner at the Glass House. Decent enough I suppose. Dog was on guard duty.
Christmas dinner at the Glass House. Decent enough I suppose. Dog was on guard duty.
Being nothing but predicable here we are again.
Inside.
Daughter chose the top bunk so the luggage got the bottom bunk.
Dog got the chair.
Dog stood guard as we had Christmas dinner at the Glasshouse nearby.
Daughter found some mates and played well into the night with her new volleyball. She had to be prised out of bed at midday.
Back home soon, you don't want to caravan for too long....
I'd like to see what morning looks like
Don't wanna drink pint after pint
I wanna wake up without feeling sick
But I can't cuz I'm a drug-abusing alcoholic
Crazy how a year goes by. Seems like 4 months ago
^ It gets even worse as you age.
^ second from left
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