Oink!

Our daughter’s birthday and we took her and toddler out for lunch. The country restaurant had pigs and special menus... just up my street. Would the pigs be on them?

Birthday Girl looked beautiful and way, way younger than her years (both from her mother). Being mainly chairbound, her limited appetite meant she chose the children's menu like her son. Mrs H and I were X-rated though.

Waiting was punctuated with trips outside to see the new pigs. Phew!x3!😷

Lunch arrived. I was forced to finish off two children’s menus and some of my wife’s. Who’s the piggy then?