bravely took three kids into town on a non-specific clothes shopping trip for the visiting French girl who has £50 burning a hole in her pocket (not supplied by me!).

after three blissed-out days on st kilda, standing in the queue at Primark was hard going.

the highlight was a few moments spent in apple bliss.

then judi and her extended entourage arrived for tea.

cb2 reminded himself that self-inflicted fringe trims are not necessarily the best way to deal with even the wildest of curly hair. i did think he'd learned that at 4 but he's obviously forgotten by 10. will have to see what I can do tomorrow. mmmm.