That mouse is smokin'

It's the evening after the long weekend before, and both my dad and Wee John will be sleeping under their own rooves again tonight. 

The point of the weekend just gone was three-fold:

1. Go to see England play cricket (Friday)
2. Celebrate Jamie's fourth birthday (Saturday)
3. Go to see the Olympic Flame in nearby Ilkley (Sunday)

The result was:

1. It rained so much not a ball was bowled (Friday)
2. A great day (Saturday)
3. We couldn't get on the train (Sunday)

So, mixed then. 

But Mr Mouse certainly made a lot of little people smile at the main event...

....including the birthday boy himself.

And whilst his audience sampled a bit of junior fine dining....

...Mr Mouse saw an opportunity to have a sneaky fag - and grabbed it with both paws.