Silent Sunday…

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It’s no secret to my husband’s bank manager that I love the farmers’ markets. I’m in my element there ~ it’s a picture perfect ideal of country life for me and the biggest breath of fresh air that I can take when it comes to shopping. They rank right up there alongside the PYO farm…
Most mornings, breakfast is chaos in our house. Three hungry little boys asking for chocolate chip brioche, cornflakes and milk, hazelnut chocolate covered toast, raspberry jam-covered bagels, smoothies, apple juice, banana yoghurts, pecan topped croissants…by the time they’re packed off to school and I’m home again, it’s 10 o’clock and I haven’t eaten a thing….
Having been in labour twice, and giving birth once on St. Valentine’s Day, we celebrate the birthdays of two beautiful little boys instead of romance on February 14th [and 15th] in our house. Although there’s no candlelit supper, rose petals or champagne sadly, I do have the most precious memories [the flash-backs of the excruciating pain have stopped,…
This weekend Dadda worked especially hard on the garden so that our weekdays, when we’re at home, aren’t spent couped up in the house going stir crazy. Being outside is where my boys love to be, and are happiest…and so am I. Breathing deeply in the fresh air calms, cures, heals. As Dadda moved the…
Usually when the postman arrives, he comes bearing toy review boxes. This week, he came with two very sturdy, very interesting looking parcels for the boys, from Mrs. Wordsmith. Now sit tight, because this is going to be a long one. I’ve realised more and more over the summer holidays that despite no longer being…