Slave to the Shiny Car

Cleaned the car again today. The previous car was lucky if it got cleaned once a year. The new one is getting a going over every week or so. I think that it is because the new one shows the dirt more readily (good plan that one rob) or it might be that I like going out and coveting it. Although at the moment I only actually own the steering wheel and one of the seats.

At lunch time we went out for a free lunch courtesy of number one dad. Good food, good company and then back to his house for some of the million mince pies he said he had bought. He fibbed. I only counted around a thousand. Mind you, we can eat any number of them.