Day one

The summer holidays commence.

We stay in pyjamas until 2pm and I attempt to clean the house a bit.

Then we go into town to stock up on boy boxer shorts and socks.

They try and make me buy them lots of useless crap.

Then I attempt to try on a sparkly dress in H&M.

It is total carnage.

We almost get ejected from the building (when I say we, I mean them).

Then, in the burger shop they stare in awe at some idiot wearing a vest and lots of gold chains who's spouting off about how he's customised his car.

They are really impressed.

Give me strength.




Thankfully, I am off festivaling tomorrow for three whole, child free, nights.

I'm going to drink lots of Pimms.