Everything seems a tad too serious, intense and busy at the moment. I can’t see it will ease off very much this side of Christmas. I thought the calls on my time during November/December would be easier once the boys were past the nativity plays, carol concerts and school fairs age; but other things have seamlessly slipped into their place, I’ve no one to blame but myself.
Spud looking grown up, ( I must point out he’s standing in long grass, his legs have grown, honest.
I need to say no more often and volunteer less. I’m not getting enough ‘me time’, its making me a grumpy bunny
Spud, trying to be elusive
I did get down the field for a wee while this morning, before the rain set in. I need to take a leaf out of Spud’s book
Spud, looking loopy
And just have a bit of fun.