It's hard to believe from the inky sky but it was so warm on the beach on Saturday we ended up disgarding our coats. The tide was a long way out but the sands were still wet so I think it must have been a spring tide. We played football and looked for dragons in caves. In celebration of JJ's birthday Mam babysat Little E and we went out to dinner (a very rare occurrence) and it was lovely. The weekend was very short and JJ went back to Crewe yesterday afternoon. But not before a massive fatboys breakfast in the village in the morning and a Sunday roast at home. Hmmm...what a lot of eating we seem to have done. It's not quite all a big love in, tensions rose as we approached the time to leave. JJ started twittering on about the quality of bin bags I had bought (poor, and I overfill them apparently) and that there is too much food crammed in the freezer (so it isn't effective at freezing)....I grit my teeth. I am no martyr for sure but a row before leaving about bloody binbags seems utterly pointless.
Living and working apart is tough all round. Little E woke up at 3 am asking for Daddy and I am feeling pretty flat myself. Lows follow highs as always so another project is needed!
And I think this is it! Little E has taken an interest in playing shop in the last day or so and I think a little shop front with bunting (of course) an awning and a sign saying 'Little E Enterprises' is the order of the day. I have a couple of small half done things to do first but I can set my thinking cap to the shop while I do those.
I am thinking along these lines, with an open front.....
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