I forgot to mention, yesterday I had a pleasant conversation with the chavvy woman next door. Who’d have thunk it?
Babies are good ice breakers.
I forgot to mention, yesterday I had a pleasant conversation with the chavvy woman next door. Who’d have thunk it?
Babies are good ice breakers.
Today I have:
1. Got caught out in a blizzard and managed to inhale a snowflake. It smelt like wet dog.
2. Sunk to new lows by singing Billy Joel to my daughter.
3. Put D in her Bumbo at the exact moment she decided to do a mega-poo. Cue having to clean her bum, her back, her neck, the bumbo, the changing mat, the blanket, and the cat. I somehow managed to keep myself surprisingly poo-free though.
There was a woman in the park today chasing a squirrel. No dog, no kids. Just a fully grown woman. Chasing a squirrel.
It was all lovely and summery this afternoon. Sheets snapping on the line weather. So we went out for hours and hours and variously basked, baked and savoured.
We wandered round bits of the city we’ve never seen before, saw Polish men in shell suits, found Mrs Pettigrew’s dream house, and stalked a woman with a pushchair to see where she was going.
We ended up in Castle Park until I got sick of all the students milling about. I’d forgotten how much I loathe them.
It’s been a jolly fine day.