Boy Three is having a ball with his cousins. I think they were taking turns to lob things off the top bunk at Granny’s. Posted with Blogsy
94/365 A berry good show
Seven social classes: I’m from the cleaning elite
Did you do it? Did you do the Great British Class Calculator? It’s hard to resist finding out if you’re really who you think you are. What if you’re posher than you feared or more proletariat than you’d hoped? Apparently there are now seven class divisions from the precariat to the elite and we all […]
93/365 new season arrives with a streak
About the point we give up and resign ourselves to permanent winter, spring bowls in as if nothing had happened. “What, me? Late? You must be mistaken.” And as usual spring encourages people to rashly resume neglected sports and join queues at the garden centre. Flesh is bared and barbecues stoked. But the most certain […]