This weekend we are up in Leeds visiting my parents. We’d intended to go last weekend but we were too busy puking our guts out to make the trip, so we rearranged to go this weekend.
Ironically, my Dad and stepmum are both too ill with a virus for us to spend any time with them, although we do intend to have a lightening visit in the morning to say hello.
The photo is of a cuckoo clock at my Mum’s house. I hate this clock. It goes “cuckoo” every hour (as cuckoo clocks tend to do) and it annoys my head.