Darling father 'nipped out for five minutes, to pick up some pies' at 11.30am yesterday. Rolled in 5pm absolutely plastered, so plastered that he didn't have anything to drink while watching football! Apparently they do cheap mid day pints in the pub next to the shop that sells pies.
I am impressed that the pies made it home.
During his absence I had to take little bear to nursery, leaving darling father locked out, bring him back from nursery, leaving darling father locked out, and forgo a long awaited soak.
I need to get him his own keys.
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