When the GD was 1 we went to a couple of the local playgroups but to be honest they were a bit too feral for my liking. A friend of my son in law and another family friend work at the daycare centre, so the GD goes a couple of half days a week, on the same days as another friend's daughter of much the same age. The GD's mate has been going there since she was 6 months old, so she was very much the old hand and took my GD under her little wing. I said she reminded me of Morgan Freeman's character in Shawshank Redemption, so daycare became babygaol. They're nice people, and they've had me bring the guitar and sing a few songs for the inmates a couple of times. Jenny, the friend who works there, got the giggles the first time so I asked her if everything was ok. She said she'd half expected me to start playing Folsom Prison Blues.
Why Are Blokes Obsessed With Noisy Gadgets??
Well Labour’s “patriotism” didn’t last very long, did it? 🇬🇧