After the stone filled shoes, the coat of nails

The number 1 son is in many ways very much like his father. However he is developing a bit of an attitude problem, he is only 20 months so we are not that concerned. Madame tried to get him to try on a beautiful new duffle coat thing. This came a day after a horrendous incident wherein she tried to persuade him to try on a beautiful pair of boot/shoes. Arched back, screaming, legs straight, yep he wasn't happy. I tell you, when I learned the price of said shoes, I was nearly writhing on the ground. In which modern society can a pair of shoes which are designed for a two year old cost more than those for the parent, singular I hasten to add.

Annie Way, I digress, so after the shoe shop shenanigans, tonight it was the coat of nails. We need to sort out our wardrobe.

Badminton was stunning tonight.

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