Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Nappy change, waiting in the rain and I heart you.

Alec is seven weeks old today.

1. Granny has a go at changing Alec's nappy for the first time. She says he has wonderful legs.

2. A fat schoolboy stands out of the rain. When we get round the corner, my mother says: "Poor little boy with glasses -- doesn't his mummy want him?" I tell her that he was probably quite happy because he had his nose in a fantasy  novel.

3. I use a paper template to mark a chocolate tart with an icing sugar heart. Quick and dirty, but passably romantic.

Workshop, documentary and end.

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