Broke up for half term today. Mad dash last night to get the car packed, house cleaned, food for the week in Devon either ordered or cooked and packed, cats sorted and all host of mundane tasks. At some point during this frenzy of activity, someone helped themselves to a bag from my car. Every stitch of Bobbin's clothing was in it, with the exception of what was in her nursery day back. Which amounted to a t-shirt, jeans and three odd socks. This is the extent of her wardrobe now.