Monthly Archives: March 2015
In memory.
Tonight’s post is dedicated to our beloved Ernie Stevens. Our Dad, Grandpa, Father in law, tea maker, sweetie giver, coat loser, tomato grower and the best washer upper Swansea has ever seen.
I’ll leave it there now.
Releasing the flow.
Evie likes nothing better when she gets home from school than to pull her hair bobbles out and let her hair down. We loose her face to an avalanche of hair.
Eclipse now.
We’ve made our viewer out of a cereal box for tomorrows 85% partial eclipse. I will correct Gruff on his description once I stop finding it amusing….
It’s not going to end well…
I cant stand going back for something if I think I can carry it, even if it’s too heavy or awkward. It was all going really well until I got stuck in the doorway and my washing exploded.
The hardest words.
Myles’ dad died tragically last Thursday night. It is out of respect that I haven’t posted for a few days as we are grieving terribly and it is a very hard time for us as a family.
Telling them was incredibly hard.
You’ll have to go through my dog if you want to pick a fight.
Yes Mr nasty, barky German Shepherd dog, this cat has his own dog,(and human to open the door).
Happy St David’s Day.
The kids have compiled our list of the best things about Wales. Can’t fault them!
Doodlemum 