What a day.
We’ve been shopping all day.

All. Day.

I mean, I like shopping as much as the next man, so you can imagine what sort of day I’ve had. I did manage to avoid visiting the new Ikea here in Sheffield though, and it’s those sort of small victories you need to cherish. Especially when you’ve been shopping All. Day.

So tonight is date night and I’ve chosen a local Indian restaurant. It’s this one in a local suburb, and things were going fine until someone rhymed the two words by saying Ranmoori Tandoori. And now I can’t stop saying it. And when I do, one of the kids says it again (because it’s hilarious) and then I start saying it again.

We’re basically about an hour away from me being a total buffoon and insulting them to their faces.

What a day.