Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...
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This is the beach at Burbo Bank, Crosby, home of Antony Gormley's cast iron statues, collectively known as 'Another Place'. We...
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Well, we came to an amicable arrangement, quite unplanned as it happened, because Keith got to navigate the car through people's back y...
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Surely with all of your years of primary school teaching you should have been able to handle a little child under the age of two!
Yes, I could have tucked her under my arm, no problem and let her scream her little head off, whilst taking a photo of her with the camera in my toes. :)
what little sweeties they both are.Toddlers are such fun and so exhausting at the same time.
bbx
They certainly are, bb.
Let's hope Mason has a happy and healthy life.
Thank you Ellee.
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