Monthly Archives: September 2013
Big little brother.
Millie’s been unwell the last few days, good job she has Gruff to look after her. He’s done a lovely job too.
Where’s my car?
Now let’s have a little think….oh yes it’s still at the school gates where you left it yesterday (when you decided to walk home as you’d forgotten that you’d brought the car), it is not stolen, only your blooming memory is…
Footprints.
From the makers of that classic, Window Lickers, we bring you “Footprints from the garden of mud”…
Leave it.
I’ve been teaching Bonnie the command “leave it” with great success. She can now balance her toy stick on the end of her nose.
She even goes a bit crossed eyed…
He-Man.
This new hen was meant to be a female, but it decided to start crowing, (instead of laying eggs) while we were on holiday.
The kids have named him He-Man.
He is huge and very, very hen-pecked by his ladies.
Adventure time…
…for Millie with her school friends. Armed with the knowledge to tie her shoelaces, play Minecraft and live off jaffa cakes, she’s not sure she needs anything else, she’s got all the skills right there.
Superman caught napping.
According to eyewitnesses this afternoon at approximately 1700 hours, the legendary superhero was observed crawling up onto the sofa, blowing his nose and falling asleep for approximately one hour.
Luckily for him no major crimes were committed by his arch enemies…
The three am bugle call.
Ah do I hear the dulcet tones of a vomiting child in the early hours of the morning?
Upstairs, downstairs.
Bonnie is not allowed upstairs, but that doesn’t stop her from waiting for us to come back down again…
The day before tomorrow.
Getting the lunches ready for our return to school tomorrow. Uniforms are hanging ominously ironed and neat upstairs.
I’m already wearing mine…jeans, t-shirt, trainers and a wearied smile.
