The glorious weather continued, it has to have come from Houston with us! We never get this lucky with weather!! Another late night, meant another late rising, I didn’t get out of bed until after noon – oops!

Brunch was a KFC.  Now, my American friends may wonder why the heck we wanted to ‘waste’ one of our meals on KFC.  But, let me tell you Northern Irish KFC is in a whole other league to that of your American crap!

Firstly, KFC should not have mash potatoes and gravy – that’s just a travesty, the wedges aren’t much better and it’s just a disappointment all-round, not only that, but you don’t have Tower burgers either!  Our KFC, has ‘fries’ and chicken gravy – not the thick brown gravy y’all have.  It’s hard to explain.  Anyway, needless to say, my KFC trumps your KFC and it was long past due that we had some trashy food!

After KFC we went for a wee spin up the Larne coast, and a wee dander in Whitehead up towards the lighthouse.

The dandering didn’t last long, we were, as we say here in Northern Ireland, foundered! It was bloody chilly, so we abandoned that plan and headed to, yes, you’ve guessed it, do more shopping!!

We went into B&M for a quick squizz and then bounded up to the in-laws for a ma-hoooosive, delicious Sunday dinner, sticky toffee pudding with custard and ice cream for dessert left us all ready to explode.  So, when we got back to the apartment, Rowan vegged out in front of the play station (now that the poor kid had a cable to allow him to play it) and we didn’t move much, but for the odd cuppa tea!