Archive for March, 2011
This book is falling apart. I think we probably got it for Jack; it was certainly one of Edward’s favourites. It’s now Katie’s top bedtime story and has been for a while. She can recite it along with me. I have a pavlovian response to it now: there’s a bit in it where a tiger yawns and I always – and I mean every single time – find myself involuntarily yawning at the same point.
My empty trolley in Asda on the feast of the Annunciation. Unfortunately they were right out of swan.