
HFD
started fathers day by cleaning out the tractor shed.
then chainsawing up the trees i cut down and hoofing logs for hours.
managed to splat a finger between two lumps of wood: feels like i hit it hard with a hammer: ouchy ouchy.
mrs.perou and sons DTT to get haircuts by lord hamilton.
i drove to warninglid in sussex to meet my mum and dad at the 'half moon'
fathers day today and my mum's birthday yesterday (which i thought was tomorrow: DOH!)
AMAZING roast haunch of venison x3

style icon in the university of the third generation
(photo: mum-mum perou)
i paid more to have my trousers made to look old and dirty.
my dad's have taken years to accomplish the same kind of cool.

helped dad-dad build the potting bench he'd brought mum-mum for her birthday.
had a mini-in-sport-mode fast-hack to uckfield to try and buy some tools (unsuccessfully as i was too late for sunday trading)
boosting round damp sussex country lanes in a mini took me right back to being 17.
LOVE that diesel turbo mini: what a fun car.
at home skyped with mum-mum and dad-dad for the first time.
they're both 73 and not just cool but techno savvy too.
they wouldn't read 'hip replacement'