Ask not for whom the bell tolls…

…don’t worry, I’m not shuffling off this mortal coil or anything so dramatic. No, I wanted to make the point that the rattle of an alarm clock is but a distant memory as the boys and I settle into a Devon seaside routine of early wake up cuddles and the treachery of tangled four and eight year olds’ sharp elbows.

This morning Little One decided that 6.20am was a perfect waking time for me and his poor big brother. I was in the depths of a deep slumber and was all set to be grumpy when I saw the sun outside and decided to turn the inauspicious start into a bonus. So I kicked the boys out of bed and we went to the harbour for a bacon breakfast and large coffee (for me). There were tiredness tears later in the day but we held it together and as a reward Elder has told me he’s awarded the holidays so far a whopping 49/50 score! 

I’ve been drawing and painting today too. Look…


2 responses to “Ask not for whom the bell tolls…”

  1. I love your watercolors, and look forward to reading more of your blog.


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