Happy birthday Erin

This morning Erin escorted me to school as is the fashion on days beginning with M and F. (If you are interested, on days beginning with TU and W, Lucy will be escorting me, with a walking bus on days beginning with TH.) We lagged behind Ally and chattered incessantly.

After a day of grouped maths, literacy and PE (dancing to Miss Mitchell's 1D CD), I retuned to Erin's pad to sing Happy Birthday along with Max and Elizabeth. She got a wad of money, maybe she will buy me a stunt scooter. We had yummy cake. Well Bud didn't, even though he requested some. He also forgot Jof's piece.

Mum provided me with a moveable feast - a car-canteen. That means I ate sausages n mash from a thermos in the car, before a quick dash to Max's pre-Beavers.

The last photo is the one Bud's camera messed up. The Unlikely Lads.