My perfect Sunday would begin by not getting up massively early and going downstairs making a cup of tea and some bacon sarnies with loads of brown sauce yum! (for those of you sarnies is just another word for sandwiches). After that’s made go back upstairs have breakfast in bed with Mrs B. Once that’s all done, have a relaxing bath whilst listening to listening to Absolute 80’s. Being a perfect Sunday no sunday would be complete without a sunday roast and a nice walk in the beautiful fresh air with clear blue skies. After all the fresh air has got to me to come home have a nice cup of tea and an afternoon nap. In terms of s sunday evening, getting together with friends and taking part in the local pub quiz and coming last but 1. It’s an improvement though, we’ve now moved up from bottom place.