Thursday, March 13, 2014

Sleeping on, green apple and syllables.

1. This morning Bettany and I can sleep... and sleep... and sleep. It's nearly lunchtime when we wake up properly.

2. I am rather pleased that in the selection of macarons there is a green apple flavoured one that delights Meredith.

3. When we are alone again Bettany talks "Da-da-da-da-da". The syllables come tumbling out of her mouth as if she can't stop.

Dress, drink and catch-up.

1. Walking out of the theatre, I hold his hand so he's not tempted to bolt across the swirly carpet into the forest of legs. We agree th...