Crackin' Toast Gromit

This year, for the first time, Meg is of the age that she can butter her mother's toast and carry it upstairs on a tray for Mother's Day. She propped up her home made card next to the tea cup, within which she'd written a story about baby animals and their mums.

It went down well.

Later on today, we took a family trip to Woodhorn where there's an exhibition of Wallace & Gromit memorabilia. I got quite geeky and moist, it must be said, to be so close to these models in real life.

Some photos for you - apologies for the cell phone crapness;