in between christmas and new year, ronnie and i were sitting on the sofa watching a spot of wallace and gromit, when quite casually in the conversation he dropped:

r : mummy i need a brother

hpmcq : *choke on tea* i don’t think that’s possible monkey

pause

r : mummy i need a sister

hpmcq : *struggles to keep tea down for a second time* no ronnie i don’t think that’s possible either

r : oh, ok

so what do we think about this then? does he really want a sibling? blooming hope not, there’s going to be a lot of disappointment.

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today i went into the bathroom the comb my hair and brush my teeth

i took one look in the mirror and thought jeez woman sort ya barnet out

so i did, there and then

not sure whether it was being daft or brave

i combed my wet hair forward, tilted my head down and cut it

a good 5-6″ to boot

then i sectioned off the back, pulled that straight up and snipped another 2-3″

luckily i think i got away with it!