Trees.

A very strange night last night. The sort that only happens when Z is away. Q had a sore tummy at bed time so he stayed in our bed. Indie woke at about 1am and was very annoyed that Q was in the bed and eventuallymade do with the mattresson the floor.

Then a 4.50 poor old Q vomited all over the floor missing indie by inches. Much of the morning was Shirebrook cleaning and washing. We think it was something he ate.

Then off to knitting.

Then home. Indie to ballet, whilst she was in Q and I popped to the supermarket and then to the hockey ground to see if there was anything to watch but we just missed the game.

Back in the car to pick up Indie.

Then home. Q had 3 friends over and indie 1. It a went very well.

Oh and the boiler seems to have broken.