Donuts that did, indeed, turn out like Ms Craddock’s The sun did not shine, it was too wet to play.So we sat in the house All that cold, cold wet day.But instead of Dr Seuss’s deranged feline something else presented itself to fill a soggy Saturday. A crime had been committed at the Palace of Bundance and […]
Bratlag – or how it’s almost good to be home
I had time to amble about taking pictures I’ve been home for more than 24 hours and I’m just about over mine. How about you? I’m talking about bratlag – similar to jetlag only less exotic. It’s what happens when you leave your children for any period of time. I was in London at Cybher which is a […]