Blossom

Up early to go up to the Prefecture with CarbBoy for a travel document that proves he has the right to enter France. We were told a couple of years ago that he wasn’t allowed a resident card until he was 18, but turns out that was not correct advice. Frustrating, but at least it means he can have a residence card.

Since I’d taken a morning off, we did a bit of shopping too - including bold shoes for the boy. Later, work, takeaway pizza and telly.

The Judas trees are just about done with blossom. I like how it comes right out of the trunk like this.