Yesterday the weather was so nice, and the forecast for tonight was quite good, so Son No2 decided to cook a BBQ. I have told him to cook under the grill, but he refuses to be defeated. It's a gas BBQ, and took 5 matches to light. He left it to warm up, went to put the first food on, and the wind blew it out.
He's borrowing my hooded coat. He came in, draped it over a chair, and the water ran off and puddled on the floor. It's worse weather out there than the the year I decided to imrpress MIL with a BBQd turkey for Christmas dinner.
Isn't it odd, if I'd asked him to brave the weather he'd have moaned non-stop. As it is, he's enjoying the challenge . We will, of course, be eating inside.
He's borrowing my hooded coat. He came in, draped it over a chair, and the water ran off and puddled on the floor. It's worse weather out there than the the year I decided to imrpress MIL with a BBQd turkey for Christmas dinner.
Isn't it odd, if I'd asked him to brave the weather he'd have moaned non-stop. As it is, he's enjoying the challenge . We will, of course, be eating inside.
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