The Hills Are Aliiiive.. With The Sound Of The Uncool Dad Complaining

The Uncool Dad and family hit up Northala Fields for some Hill-Fili time

A couple of weeks ago I went to visit my older two kids. As you might have guessed, they don’t live with me and due to ‘logistical difficulties’, I haven’t been able to see them much recently. Flanked by the Missus, our youngest little panda and my sister (our pilot for the day), we took them out to IKEA in Wembley for some meatballs (not the best meatballs but the kids love them).

Being an on the fly visit, I hadn’t planned what we were going to do after we had gotten our munch on. My sis recalled all of the times we had driven past Hangar Lane, seen a bunch of tall hills and been like “WTF IS THAT?!”

HILL-FILI TIME, THAT’S WHAT!

LET’S GO!

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