Apple crumble snakes

Bobbin is fascinated by letters, tracing over the shapes and can now recognise a couple of them. Some of her words I will miss the most as she learns how to perfect her language: 'croddo-dile', 'simmished' for 'finished', 'blutterfly', 'tay-toes', 'ma-toes' and 'eggies'. New words creep in every day, 'oh goodie', 'actually' and 'no mummy, probably not'. Everything continues to be pretty much shouted and peppered with an unending stream of 'why'. 

Still reeling over the saddest/creepiest house in Bristol.

And our haunting continues with the grandfather clock picking up pace and with bumps and squawks in the night.