Love is....

... a giant rock of chalk

A nice walk today with Jay's mum and dad - it wasnt cold or windy. Inspected the beach hut (still standing and intact) and thought we might actually be able to go and spend some time there soon.

We went to Chloe's 18th birthday party tonight, not that I feel old or anything but I remember the night she was born very well (It was a very traumatic time, mainly for Chloe). I straightend Daisy's hair and ironed Will a shirt. Will was very taken with the whole concept of ironing (he doesnt see it happen very often) and declared he looked as if he was ready to go to a meeting. Nice party, Chloe is like amazing.

In other, more dull and frightening news - I still dont feel right and my tooth still hurts. Looks like I will have to go back to the place of horror unless some kind of miracle happens tomorrow....