I found two Christmas trees in my compost heap today. One was taking over the garden having spectacularly exploded needles everywhere and the other one I found lurking underneath the hedge cuttings (complete with a lone bauble), like an unsolved mystery.
You can’t have a sneaky bonfire in our house without an audience, shame I didn’t have any marshmallows.
It’s St David’s day here in Wales and that means celebrating everything fabulous about being Welsh, including sheep, Joe’s ice cream and Welsh cakes.
Rugby shirt for Millie this year, (she’s moving on from the Welsh costume to something a little more to her taste).
Evie, full blown Welsh ensemble with plaited bunches, ribbons and bows, ( I am not overcompensating for Millie honestly…).
Gruff, Welsh rugby shirt and a wopping big smile.
And guess what? The sun shone too!