Unfortunate Christmas incidents – the doggy v dolly ‘face-off’
Let’s go back to 1971 momentarily. I am an average 4 year old British girl, lover of all things pink, dolly-fashion-guru, and slightly shy, but since today is Christmas I […]
Let’s go back to 1971 momentarily. I am an average 4 year old British girl, lover of all things pink, dolly-fashion-guru, and slightly shy, but since today is Christmas I […]
I’ve been itching to drag this photo out, so thanks to Tara at Sticky Fingers for giving me an excuse! It’s such a terrible picture, but still makes me laugh, […]
Brothers I have a brother. If I had been allowed to grow my hair long enough for pigtails as a child, he would most certainly have pulled them. Or at […]
I am smiling. For two very good reasons. 1. My littlest Little Man has just received his very first award for swimming. 5 whole metres. Get in there, son! 2. As […]
It is snowing. Big fat flakes of cotton wool. I have idyllic memories of sledging in the snow as a child. Is my memory dulled by years of Pinot Grigio […]
Sometimes you don’t need many words, just a picture to tell a story. Our family holidays always provide an opportunity to get the camera out, so here is one of […]
It is snowing. Big fat flakes of cotton wool. I have idyllic memories of sledging in the snow as a child. Is my memory dulled by years of Pinot Grigio […]