Me, my mum and Daisy

All in reflections, completely unintentional, I love it. Some extra stuff too....

So we went to my mums, it was great- duty free perfume and toblerones galore. I took unliked stuff. On the way home Jay described my coleslaw as something thing myra hindley made in prison in the 1970s. Which made me laugh so much I had to write it down. Whatever, a jolly afternoon in the sun. Grandma paid handsomely for her kitchen to be all cleaned up, Daisy and Will came home quite happy.

I quite liked the coleslaw tbh. Am not too sure now what that says about me.

Oh and I may have just started a fight with Daisy’s school. Go me....