And I haven’t been anywhere near walking in the autumnal woods. So I suppose you could call it cheating, but it’s where I’d rather be.
285/365 Nut waving but drowning…
284/365 Things I’m learning from The Woman In White
283/365 You know your children are affected by blogging when…
They look mildly interested when the postie comes in case it’s something for them to try. They learn to open things without tearing the packaging “in case they have to go back”. If something goes wrong their first suggestion isn’t the emergency services or trading standards, they say “blog about it mum”. They measure your pride or otherwise […]
282/365 Shadows and difficult questions
“We are so tall. Look mummy,” said Boy Three, who then insisted on me taking a picture. I’d have taken a picture of just about anything at that point because he’d been asking difficult questions. “Is there a baby in your tummy?”“No.”“Why not?”“There just isn’t. And there isn’t going to be. You’re my baby.”“When I was […]