K has shaved his hair off! He looks naked! As per usual, he gave no warning and I came home from work to find my baby looking all vulnerable and having the appearance of a small head! Its sad he has no more hair for me to run my fingers through. Its at a tiny number two grade I think. Its amazing how much hair can change your appearance and I reckon one of these days I should shave all mine off ....scrap that, in reality I'd never be brave enough.
Once that shock was over we ventured out to meet Cris and Steph for dinner. We went to a lovely pub next door to where they live and I would highly recommend it. None of your pre-made, microwaved, plastic processed food there. Everything was cooked from scratch. I had steak and ale pie which came in a slice from what must have been a huge tray baked pie. It was served with veg and chunky, skins left on, wholesome chips.
Cris and I polished off a bottle of rijoa between us - I'm trying to just buy European wines to save on air miles and out of about 10/12 bottles of red, there were just two were from Europe which cut down my choice but lucky for me rijoa is Cris' favourite wine! Oh joy.
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