Magaluf was ACE!
We all had a top time and really enjoyed ourselves.
13 blokes went in the end. I wouldn't go there for my holidays though, it's a place for Boys Stag and Girls Stag nights only I'd say. Great people and proper cheap beer. £1 a pint I think it was. Drinking from 7am til 2am though gave me the shakes a bit. The view from my balcony on the 8th floor made me a bit wobbily as well. It was good to see all the lads again after a good few months and I'm already looking forward to the wedding warm up in a couple of weeks.
So I was home for Sunday and Rhys and Em were waiting for me at the airport. I was getting a bit nervous after waiting for about half an hour for my case to arive. No show!
I couldn't believe it, waiting and waiting. Nothing, all my stuff was in there!
I looked around and no one there was off my flight. Maybe I should go to the section where all the people off my flight are. So I did, and there was my case, magic.
I didn't see little Rhys for the whole weekend and really missed him. He seems to grow more and more every day. He's a third of a year old already now, can you believe that. He's starting to get annoyed lying down now and much prefers to sit up. He loves watching the TV as well. Everyone still describes him as 'content', he' always chilled. He's a cheery little guy. Putting things in his mouth is the in thing at the moment. Everything is aimed at his mouth that goes in his hands, no teeth yet though.
So I'm going to catch up with him now. It's feed time and then bed (for Rhys). Em's parents are off away to Mexico in the morning and they'll be dearly missed for a couple of weeks. Match of the Day is on soon as well, look out for me in the Kop. I hope Milan aren't as good as Charlton!
