Number
two son’s prize arrived today already - that’s the kind of prize fulfilment
that most compers can only dream about. Case in point: I’ve been chasing one of
my prizes since March.
Unboxing
will be tomorrow’s treat. The longer he lets me sleep in, the sooner he gets
the parcel. I’m not being deliberately obtuse, but if my Sunday starts like my
Saturday, that is, with him shoving Match Attax cards into my grill before 7
am, when I plainly have scotch to sleep off, then tossing more cardboard footballers
into the mix is really not in anyone’s interest.
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