Last week was my gran’s 80th birthday, and my mum flew over from Amsterdam as a surprise. We went round to my Auntie Kim’s to eat and drink a bunch of champagne.
My granda was feeling the cold out the back, and so we gave him a coat… You may be able to tell from his expression what team he actually supports. He bizarrely looked quite like some sort of football manager.
I had to wear a glove as I had just gotten my hand tattooed, which was the butt of many jokes.
The end.