SO ... I burnt the bacon for the special swine breakfast extravaganza... and those turkish breads were left in the oven a little long so were, at best, described as 'crispy'. I think the coffee was OK - but maybe the milk was a little luke warm. I ran out of time to mount the vintage guinness tea towell as wall art. And you endured yet another lap around the Esk market in honour of our much loved visitor from Sydney. But those were just my attempts for Fathers' Day. The wee girl knows nothing of why I -the vegetarian - was wrestling with pork products when I'm usually a toast and weetbix kinda gal. She just knows that you are the most beautiful, loving and extremely funny Dad in the world... and as I watched you pass by me whilst I tap out my thoughts on the computer - one after the other riding broomsticks for horses ... she obviously takes this fact as a given ... no special day required. Happy Fathers' Day - you are a champion, ace as in Space Ace kinda Dad xx
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Oh what a beautiful day! I'm sure the Ace-man loved his crispy pork products as much as he loved riding that broomstick... because he knows what a pair of absolute treasures he has! :) K
All these things are done with love and received with love , crispy pitas and all ! Though cool milk in coffee ...?
Smitonius and Sonata, I think the former barista even forgave me the coffee - he is used to my easily distracted ways when friends are about!
You are alright, you guys. You always bring a lot of love into a room.
When there's a wee one about then you can be forgiven for anything. Despite the warm milk it sounds like he had a very special day.
Goodness. Were we having the same non-Masterchef Moment? And at least the coffee would have been better than the tea-from-the-hot-water-tap that the six year old made for my Mr. I let him sweat a bit before discreetly exchanging it for the piping hot variety.
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