What was that?

What was that?

Our walk to school at the moment is peppered with fiery red leaves, conkers, glittering spider webs and questions. The other morning, as we emerged from the end of our road, it started. Continue reading

Senior moment #1

A song was playing and I instantly loved it. It’s OK that Fearne Cotton didn’t mention the artist at the end, I’ll just remember the words and Google it. I can add it to my Spotify playlist. I’m so down with it. Continue reading

Pillow talk

Pillow talk

As I heard Graham Norton say the other day, wedding vows always sound a bit too much like ‘pillow talk” for comfort. But like him, I wouldn’t ever say no to a knees up with lots of wine, so never say never. Continue reading

The chat

Bath time yesterday: BUB.1 (squeezing his little balls): Look at my fishes! Have you got fishes that swim too Mum? Me: No, I have eggs. B.1: Why? Me: Because eggs turn into babies when the fishes meet up with them. B.1: How do they meet? Me: When Mummies and Daddies cuddle close the fishes can … Continue reading