Thought for Friday numero uno: necessity is the mother of invention (or even re-invention). Secondly, not everyone in life gets what they deserve, or deserves what they get.

And finally while MM is heading across the border to Scotland, me, four kids and the dog are going to Ventnor. Will the dog end up swimming backstroke to Cherbourg? Will I be following?

And under cold candlelight, I wait here to be rescued. This Friday, here comes the Cold Eye by the Cave Singers.

Nighty.

Mrs Mackerel