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.

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...