Suddenly the mood changes, the tempo of the cafe speeds up, the air becomes fraught with tension. Out of the corner of my eye I see Twin Girl hurtling towards me, hand cupped over her mouth, eyes wide with terror. I leap from my seat already asking what’s wrong? She signals to her mouth, cheeks bulging.
Its just a chair; but I love it……
Blimey, my blog is six months old. Maybe this will be more than a passing fad? Anyways I have noticed there are some real benefits to being a blogger, not just the chance to ramble on and have a few lovely people listen but occasionally you also get sent some things to review and recently…
Christmas and all that jazz
So the festive season is fully upon us, dangling blinking lights hang from every other house and the vast majority of us have paid an inappropriate amount of money for a large potted plant to sit and slowly die in the corner of our living room. However as it is the time to be merry…
dont expect an invite….
I have got my best suit out, ironed he who helped create them a shirt and we have both had our weekly bath. We have to look at our best as we are off to see the bank manager tomorrow. Truth is we need a loan, and a substantial one at that. Twin girl and…
Thanksgiving and blaspheming
We made it!
We got through baby beautifuls blessing without either twin girl or boy shaming us and getting the entire family barred from the pearly gates. It was touch and go for a while, twin girl did start her blasphemous repetition of ‘Jesus, Jesus’ once again and the vicar did break out in a visible sweat but all was averted by a quick hymn.