storbarnsförälder

I lead a very glamorous life. I dress for breakfast, and again for lunch, and sometimes also for dinner.

Really, really glamorous.

Also, containing a lot of laundry.

(The good news is, if someone else is digestively disturbed too, it was probably a virus and not hormones for me).

(Also, on Monday night I got a vast quantity of clothes from my neighbour's big black charity bag, and so it's been more fun than usual to have to change early change often).

We have no piano today!

It's out in the street, and the biggest panels and the hinged bit on top have been removed, along with all the keys, by a freecycler. Rob and I got it out of the house ok and now we have a little more space in the dining room.

There was a cigarette card under the keyboard, with a First Aid tip on it. We gave it to the child who took the piano keys.