It's Monday again and frankly this morning's walk to and from nursery lacked a little something. Maybe it was because no alleged killers ran past us covered in blood, perhaps it was the lack of sex toys lying about in the street or maybe it was just because the sky promised snow but gave out nothing. This, ladies and gent, is just not on. I want our walks to be, well I was going to say stimulating, because otherwise I'll have nothing else to tell you.
In the interest of bank accounts, and spousal nerves I'll give you a quick public announcement. If you are in any way tempted by art supplies DO NOT read Victoria Finlay's Colour. She dots her book with mentions of Winsor and Newton who I googled. Don't do that either. You may find yourself drooling over one of these .
The fairies have exchanged the children back again. The FB is back to his normal adorable self. He probably asked "why" just one too many times.