Mum would pick my brother, Alex and I up after work and we would all go and do the grocery shopping. It would start with Mum at the butchers and my brother and I either getting hot chips at the chicken shop or checking out the latest cassettes in our local music shop.
As time goes on our tastes change, but one thing stays the same. The love of Friday nights. These days I am more likely to be treating myself to a nice piece of cake and a cup of tea. While sitting back with my knitting, watching a English murder drama or catching up knitting podcasts.