Saturday

Our lovely friends left at the crack of dawn, I went back to bed to sleep until a much more sensible 9am. It took ages to clear the kitchen up this morning, i have no idea how we create so much chaos, the only meal prepared had been cheese on toast...

Into town shopping for presents for a boy who is 8 on Monday, bought (myself) tins of duck from the french market in town. Stupidly bought them far too early in the outing and had to lug them around for the next hour. Bumped into a friend by the cards in Beales where we compared notes on 13 year old daughters who like to just stay in their bedrooms at all times. 

After I was home Will declared himself as bored so we went on a skating adventure, down to the pier, established they don't sell ice creams (the madness of it all) and back to the Lido who of course sell a fine range of ice-creams. 

And now i am cooking dinner - roasted vegetable pasta sauce and spaghetti, no variations for anyone. I continue with blind optimism and reckless abandon  on the feeding my children front.