Car Journeys in the big red bus.

Car Journeys in the big red bus.
Car journeys, I used to love them. In fact at uni I was known to love them so much that I would go for a pootle. Pootle being grab a friend jump in the car and drive around randomly until you get lost then find something to do. It was on my pootles that I enjoyed a day at a wild owl sanctuary, found several fab country pubs and went rock climbing.
I am starting to worry I may have an addiction as I find myself again in yet another soft play centre. Albeit this one is a slightly classier joint as it is in a garden centre and the menu offers slightly more than chips, chips and chips.
So this is me, allow me to introduce myself. I am mummy, occasionally pronounced muuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm. I live in Berkshire with my three children and the man who helped create them. I had twins four and a half years ago and went back for more this year and had a beautiful baby girl.
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