Son no.1 and I decided to take a quick trip into Birmingham for lunch and to sort out his iphone, and apparently to get dragged around to a gaming shop.  Actually I really liked the gaming shop, I did not understand it at all, but I did understand the buzz of the customers and the almost unconstrained excitement that son no.1 was exhibiting as he examined the merchandise. It was like going into a wool shop – but it wasn’t wool.  The custard factory is a lovely place to explore and I hadn’t been since son no.2 was ill, sadly the yarn shop is no longer there, happily son no.2 is still very well.