at the end of september ronnie turned 4, and for his landmark birthday into big school (shhhh it’s pre-school but he thinks it’s big school) we bought him is first big bike. an isla bike.
buttons
buttons. great little things. very handy when errr buttoning things up or together. buttons come in many shapes, sizes and colours. some are purely functional, some are beautifully decorative. buttons, all in all are pretty great. buttons are the one thing that ronnie absolutely, without a shadow of a doubt, HATES.
a day in the life
i often wonder why i’m so tired all the time?
am i not eating very well? eating far too well most of the time!
not exercising enough? could do more maybe but more than most
going out all hours of the night? oh yeah right old raver me
drinking too much? tea perhaps booze barely interested, i’m a light weight
i have a small child, does he keep me up at night? not at all he has been a love in the sleeping department
so what is it? why am i completely knackered? all. the. time.
then i looked back on my day, and here i think is why
a modern world
yesterday at work i was really quite shocked at a conversation. i know this because i walked away thinking jesus that’s not on. it bothered me all evening and then it’s been bothering me today.
back seat conversation
ronnie : when i grow up mummy i won’t live at * ****** ***** anymore
HPMcQ : won’t you? why not?