Webs of deceit...

This morning the dew was really thick and the spiders webs were shining like a dusting of snow on the little hills in the park. It feels like November suddenly and my poor mum has come down with a nasty cold & sore throat. I hate when she's ill as it makes her look old. I don't think of her like that usually. I shall pop up and see her in the morning and check she's ok for supplies. I won't subject her to a bouncy miniman till she feels better. In the meantime I must chauffeur himself to another birthday party...wish me luck!