Where’s mummy? She can’t be far away, it’s not a very big house. Where’s mummy? Have you tried the kitchen? She’s often there. Where’ s mummy? At her desk, trying to hit a deadline… No? Where’s mummy? Putting washing in the machine. Taking washing out of the machine. Folding washing. Occasionally ironing it. Where’s mummy? […]
What do you say to a child about heaven?
An old post, but worth another outing… “What does heaven look like?” asked Boy Three from the back seat of the car after he finished stuffing his face with the day’s nursery baking. He’s supposed to take it home for after supper but it rarely makes it as far as the main road. “Erm,” I […]
What do you do with your underwear?
No not mine, everyone else’s. The male people in this house each have a pair of buttocks. Aged variously seven, fifteen, seventeen and fifty, the bums also range in size. Therefore, each arse owns a selection of pants. At either end of the derrière spectrum it’s very easy to tell whose is whose, it’s the […]
Last one: Happy New Year
A contemplative and clearing-out phase here as the old year passes at the Palace of Bundance. I can’t wait to get started with all the wonderful things 2014 is bound to bring. Meantime, happy new year to everyone. Posted with Blogsy
363/365 Bad weather always looks worse through a window…
And once you’ve been out for a while, you can’t get any damper. So it was time to catch up with my friend and her Jack Russell bitches (strikes me they should be Jill Russells) for a bit of a walk on the cycle path. The soldiers we met looked like they’ve had a coat of paint […]