Late Breakfast

MMMmmmm… Last night, after Isobel refused to go to sleep till about 7:15 (she’s normally snoring by about 6:45) it threw us out by half an hour and as we didn’t know what to have for dinner  Sadie suggested having a late breakfast.

It was great and I’d heartedly recommend having a cooked breakfast in the evening, we even had mugs of tea to go with it.

Whilst in the garden yesterday I took some pics of Isobel proclaiming that her dad is indeed a bit of a geek.

So there, it’s true. However when I bought it home to show to Sadie she said "why does it say ‘My Dad’s a Greek?’ when you’re not"