“One point twenty one Jigawatts!”

M was consigned to working another Saturday yesterday and I suggested to Joseph and Annabel that we take a walk to a very nice little café nearby for some lunch. This was greeted with applause from both parties and so we wrapped up and set off.

Unfortunately, the food wasn’t as nice as the exterior had me believe but the trip did offer us a funny little episode.

After only 5 minutes of leaving the house, Annabel fell into a deep sleep in her buggy. We arrived at the café; she slept. Joseph and I ordered a sandwich and a drink; she slept. We left the café, stopping into a shop on the way home; she slept.

It wasn’t until we were turning into our own road that Annabel decided to wake up.

To her, falling asleep as we left the house and waking up as we approached the house, it must have seemed that we just got to the end of the road and turned around.

“Why are we coming back here?” she grumbled.

She wouldn’t believe that we’d had something to eat without her.

Maybe you had to be there!

Oh, and for those of you worried that our lunch was lacking, don’t worry; we had some lovely fresh ham, vine tomatoes and bee-yoo-tiful Dijon mustard to make up for it.