Twelve!

Why, oh why, oh why, oh why, oh why did I take sixty-five photos in ten minutes? And how?

I asked Joel - middle child - (dunno why I feel the need to explain who he is!) to give me a random number and he said 'Twelve.' So this is what we've got: the twelfth photo.

I spent last night rolling over and over thinking, 'Help, help! I can't sleep!' Then I spent the morning jigging about protesting, 'Help help! I can't think!' But finally I finished an eleventh hour assignment and submitted it (No, actually, it was in fact the twelfth hour!)

So I straightened out my back, showered, dressed and headed to the beach for a quick burst of fresh air and exercise (and sixty-five photos!). I was pleasantly surprised to find my legs still work. At one point I even ran a little bit!

Whizzed back home and played my flute for fifteen minutes before Tess came home from school in her pyjamas.

Spotty pyjamas and a dressing gown.

Well, it saves time sending your children to school ready for bed. Especially in these dark winter months.

Nothing to do with BBC Children in Need day.