Monday, June 02, 2014

Great outdoors, out of my hands and off to sleep.

1. To sit on the grass under the trees on the Common. Bettany is chewing a stick and I'm building a tiny house of twigs while Nick and Alec climb trees.

2. 'Alec's just been sick all over the kitchen.'
I call back down the stairs 'I'm bathing Bettany.'

3. To cuddle my poor boy off to a comforting sleep.

3b. 'I've scalded myself, I've been yelled at, kicked, widdled on, pooed on, sicked on, had food thrown at me and I've fallen out of a tree. I'm quite glad to be going back to work,' says Nick as we sip our end-of-holiday glass of wine.

Escape, tulips and samosa.

1. This morning, I'm piling into a car with friends to escape into the Weald, where we will visit a garden planted with 45,000 tulips. 2...