Autumn has definitely sneaked into our quiet little corner of Oxfordshire. And in its sneaky sneaking, it's brought a very familiar damp chill to our old house, as well as rich new colours to our surroundings, and some birthdays to be celebrated (not mine - I'm plenty old enough already and don't feel the slightest need to advance any further). Birthdays bring visiting relatives and peaceful times around the log fire. This time it brought a happy new novelty, too: companionably knitting with Continue Reading
*hums* Never Smile At A Crocodile…
...cos you can't get friendly with a crocodile... *here endeth the hum* Sorry, bad habit, humming. Sometimes, since having children, I've caught myself walking down the ward at work humming 'Row, row, row your boat'. Not very professional, is it? Anyway, back to the crocodiles. TheTwistedYarn, the Toddler Twinnage, the Stoic Spouse, and the in-progress Arne and Carlos blanket have been on (a very short) tour. Look! Here we are, pottering through the Oxfordshire countryside in the cool autumn Continue Reading