Daisy’s birthday

Ah, my baby is 20! (Daisy, not the dog) This feels like a proper grown up. I’m not quite ready for not seeing her on her birthday so we had a Canterbury day trip to deliver all of the presents, big balloons and a passion fruit pavlova. Birthday lunch was obvs Daisy’s top lifetime gastronomic choice, pizza express. Nice lunch, back to her house for a quick wee and then home. She is all odd about being 20, makes me smile. Love my green haired, multi pierced and tattooed girl who only agreed to have her photo taken today if it didn’t appear on blip.

And before all that excitement, there was obviously something v exciting to be seen on the other side of this mud, Rosie brought out her special squirrel bark and everything.