a mother of a sunday

Today we have a meal in honour of mother's day in a noted fish restaurant outside town. In addition to my mum we have brought along my wife's dad for the ride. The poor bugger's facilities are fading before one's very eyes, but even so he manages to comport himself in a perfectly appropriate manner, though some of his "little ways", like continually drumming on the table with his fingers, I do find a tad irritating.

This afternoon we reached the half way point in series 7 of "24". We ration ourselves to just 2 episodes per day, as we have found in the past with other series, too many episodes in one day can bring on a kind of madness. I'll have more to say on "24" when we've finished watching it.