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 andContinue reading “Ask not for whom the bell tolls…”

Things I learnt this weekend

Well, we made it…and I have grown a little wiser as follows I wildly underestimate prep times jellies take longer to set than you’d think 20 is the absolute maximum you want at a brithday party children are the perfect demonstration of entropy – they continue to expand to fill the space they are givenContinue reading “Things I learnt this weekend”