the adlards

nuff said

Josie was on top form this evening, telling me animatedly about her day, apparently spent popping balloons with her friends and then …

No more tipping potties out seruptitiously under public benches – we have a potette! …

I was crossing the Strand outside Pret having had a quiet sandwich with a friend when the Red Arrows rocketed overhead straight down Fleet Street towards Trafalgar Square …

It transpires that last night’s pony fixation and lack of sleep may have had more to do with the caffeine in used tea bags than with manic over-tiredness …

It’s worth noting that feeding your child fruit snacks before letting them spend the afternoon swimming without a swim nappy on is not a recipe for a relaxing afternoon …

Josie and I set out early to the market to get stuff from the fishmongers to barbeque. He had live crabs and lobster, which we had a good look at and picked up (but didn’t have the heart to take home and eat). We bought sea bass and prawns. This was probably my first mistake of the day …