Father's day was...
- Cheesy scrambled eggs for breakfast, with a pot of tea (so civilised!)
- Lots of lying on the bed whilst Grumbles had her sleep, reading interesting new books
- A family bbq that afternoon in Brighton, huddled under a canopy, hoping that it wouldn't rain
- Champagne that evening whilst watching Pretty Woman (gee that film seems so innocent now! I mean, I know she's a prostitute and all, but still, innocent compared to the bump-n-grind that features in the average video clip these days)
Happy Father's Day, Galumph! I'll watch soppy movies from the early nineties with you anytime.