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Swimming pool rules
Dad: Now Jake, remember you are not allowed out on the pool deck alone. Jake: I know, or I might slip and fall in and drown and I would be dead… For the rest of my life!
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A bum washer!
Jake has been in his sisters bathroom and comes running bursting with the news : Amy has a bum washer in her bathroom!!! Jake : you just sit on it and it washes your bum! Eyes roll and cheeks redden at...
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I kissed a girl…
I give Jake his breakfast, it’s a new type of bread. Jake takes a bite:yum! I tried a crust.. And I liked it! ………….. Jake what are we doing today! Mum: well it’s raining we will probably have a quiet,...
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Madeira the final days
We chilled at the villa again today, it rained off and on. At times we watched it from the door letting the fresh cool air wash over us, for long spells the sun would emerge and we bathed in it, Jake...
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The gifts
Jake: will we go shopping today? Will we buy anything? Mum: well only if we find something amazing! Jake: more amazing than you? Or just the same amazing? Mum: Well I don’t know, I am pretty amazing!...
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A hot day.
I spent the entire day with a headache and I acted I fear, a bit like a bear with a sore head. Husband talked too loud to compensate for his in denial deafness and son talked too loud as his hearing is...
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Visiting Granny…
Mum: “Have you got something to entertain you?” Amy: “I have a book.. a very, very, very big book.” ……………………. Amy: “Well I hope you are going to do something productive while you get rid of us round...
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A full and fun week.
Friends came to play. Cookies and cakes were baked each day for Afternoon tea. Arts and crafts. These glue resist fabric paintings were fun and easy. It said soak the glue off but I pealed. I made...
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Baubles
I pile up box upon box, moving them room to room, gravity and space conspiring against my every turn. Yet again a dead family of woodlice in the corner, hidden. I have no clue. I sit and open the...
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