All things bright and beautiful

As I sit here tonight with himself, Boy and Jess… it’s almost like they haven’t left…


Didn’t take any photos today and then this appeared on my feed

Oh my. How this took me back.

When I was 13 it was ‘join the church or be a Sunday school teacher’

Joining the church was not an option so Sunday School it was. I opted for the 2-5 year olds. Not much going on in there and I liked colouring in.

It wasn’t easy, but then. As my bible
Class teacher used to tell our class before she belted half of us, being a Christian isn’t easy

They bit, they stared, they pee’d themselves.

I look at this picture and think - all of these little tiny little people are now all in their forties maybe even fifties.

What a bloody nightmare