you can choose your friends but you can't choose your family

Just back home from a lovely evening with Nanny, Shouty Grandad, his youngest sister (Blackie's mum), her husband (Blackie's dad) and their dog Blackie. By gum when they all get together it's hard to know who to listen to first, there is so much banter and craic going on.

Shouty grandad is in fine fettle. tormenting bus drivers, glasses salesmen, pharmacists, nurses, plumbers and new neighbours. honestly, this blog isn't big enough to contain all the nonsense he gets up to. Nanny is her usual, patient, sweet, maternal and ever, ever cheerful self.

Great to see Blackie's mum and dad looking well and bright. Blackie's mum can spin a yarn as good as her brother, Blackie's dad (like the rest of us) struggles to get a word in edgewise when the banter kicks off! I'm back round to see them again tomorrow. Who needs laughing gas when you have family nearby?