lord hamilton, maximum and perou
photo mrs.perou
lunch at 'the sportsman' which was delicious but ridiculously bad value for money.
i do not expect to pay £17 for a less than childsize portion.
grrrr.
fortunately maximum is so fussy he wouldn't eat his chicken and chopped cabbage so i hate his lunch too.
and z didn't want his cabbage so i ate it as well.
left still hungry...but with a nice taste in my mouth.
yes...they're vintage cutler and gross, re-lensed in switzerland: 1 of a kind.
mrs.perou and dj.pussycat
photo. lord hamilton
no retouching here.
mrs.perou is freaky young looking for her age (which is never to be discussed).
and i know she hasn't sold her soul to the devil in exchange for eternal youth: she took the sons, colleen and stratford to church this morning.
stratford got blessed.
it was an 'animal' service(?)
hamilton ran 6 miles while others partied at the church.
i cut grass.
when i first started dating mrs.perou (10 years ago) and took her out with me to work related parties, people often told me she looked too young to be somewhere serving alchohol.
although we don't discuss mrs.perou's age, one can truthfully say that i am a toyboy.
her birthday present that i have been chasing delivery of, for the last month, thankfully arrived this morning.
cut more grass after lunch.
max, harry and katie came over.
z tried to bite a hole in maximum's leg for the second day in a row.
cut more grass.
trying to get it as short as possible before it gets a month without me.
once it gets long it's a bastard to get back to even green.
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