WOYWW? Well, still not a lot, but we are back on first name terms... I didn't make it last week and that felt rather strange...a bit like that dream when you realise you are walking around in your underwear at a wedding... In other words surreal and not much fun. In fact it was a big 'pile of pants' week all round. Little Ruby went on strike and gave up feeding, hubby was in France and so began a long week of very intense worries and tears - not helped by the very hot spell of weather. (This learning curve (Julia!) is kind of boomerang shaped...)
Elizabeth up there in bonny Scotland. THANK YOU so much, they are beauties. How lucky is Ruby with all these aunties?
Until, um, whenever...