So long Mimi

I guess 8.5years is probably not a bad innings for a cuddly little companion. Though really he's been shoved in a cupboard and fairly ignored for a good few months. Today we teamed up and spent a large chunk of the morning sorting out the kids' rooms. Carl was helping Jackson so I didn't need to deal with the emotional wrench of Mimi being declared surplus to requirements first hand and the blow was softened when we agreed his new home would be my bedside cabinet. I suppose it would be more worrying if it hadn't happened at some point.

Mimi (named by J at around a year old) has been our constant companion on many trips for many years and has caused the requisite amount of heart-stopping moments when we've feared his loss and has definitely provided the requisite amount of comfort and reassurance. It is impossible to imagine how white and silky soft he was 8 years ago. I think he's earned his retirement.

Night night Mimi
Lesley x