Last Sunday was Father's Day. Daddy had been looking forward to his first Father's Day for quite some time, even way before Jensen was even born. Needless to say, the pressure was on mummy to perform. And if I do say so myself, I think I did pretty well.
Daddy woke up to a happy boy bearing gifts, a personalised Star Wars themed T-shirt, and tickets to the V8s in December. We splashed out for our first Father's Day did Jensen and I, but from here on in he can only expect socks, undies, and personalised handkerchiefs.
When the occasion suits we like to go for a drive to Windsor for a picnic of fish 'n' chips. Turns out the weather wasn't too fabulous, but we still went ahead with the fish 'n' chips part. We met grandma and grandpa James there and had a little wander through the markets and massive sweet shop, where daddy was very excited to find some Cheesy Wotsits, a steal at $2.50 a bag rather than 20 pence as they are back in England. I'm not sure they even lasted the trip home!
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