Back in the day, pre lives being invaded by tiny humans, we lived it up in London. The big smoke. We went out on Saturday nights. Most Saturday nights. And Fridays. And lo, Thursdays. A ‘school’ night. We went out … Continue reading
“I like chickens because they don’t roar at me like lions” – Bella, 2 years 10 months. Quote of the day from our trip to Riverford Farm at Upper Norton on their Pumpkin day last Saturday.
I haven’t been into town for a while so the opportunities to sample the towns best hot chocolate offerings for my 2015 Hot Chocolate Mission, have been small. Today Bella and I checked another one off from Nicola’s Tea Shop.
Hobbycraft is a seriously dangerous shop for me. Pre-children I would spend my hard earned money on beautiful papers, reels of ribbon and cake decorating supplies. Now I buy lolly-pop sticks, glitter and giant bags of pompoms. Somehow though it’s … Continue reading
Breakfast rocks. Ok so maybe not the 5.56am requests for breakfast accompanied by moaning that would make anyone believe they hadn’t been fed for the entire previous day. But proper breakfasts. Gorgeous hotel spreads which make me ashamed when Mr … Continue reading
I’m not even going to think about the amount of calories I’ve eaten this weekend. Bloomin tasty calories though. Makes a change from the spinach and poached eggs I’ve been eating since my body evicted the baby, in a bid … Continue reading
Friday ended a LONG week. A first day at school, a first day at preschool and a first day at ‘ballet school’ (aka ballet lessons if you aren’t 2.5 years old). My fitbit was practically burning up with the new … Continue reading