Naturally enough, it means getting supplies in. Lots of supplies. He is a creature of habit, The Brother, and has been known to be fond of the local produce when he is 'back home'. So there might be the odd cooked breakfast or three. Apparently you can't get decent bacon in the mid-west of the United States of America. That I doubt, but I daresay it's different to what we get here. And so I indulge him. It won't be the Traditional Ulster Fry, more the Contemporary Ulster Grill, as a nod to political correctness (and health).
|The Brother in 2014. I lithed him on Fomatone MG131. This one's for the wall.|
|#1 Daughter, not posing at all in the West Chicago 'burbs.|