Did the usual MMT (Monday Morning Tanty) to get the kids dressed and organised so we could take Monkey Boy to school.
Godzilla in standard mood (ie off with the fairies and just not getting it) so we were running far too late to walk. So we drove.
Head home where it was discovered we have no bread for lunch. Or vegies for dinner.
Attempt to exctricate Godzilla from house so we could go get something. End up walking down street wtih a be-jarmied Godzilla,