On Sunday I had flu, so the Sunday cute is late. I once dreamed that I had a baby elephant as a pet. He was terminally cute, but of course an elephant is a lot of work. So by the time I’d dragged in a mountain of food and cleared away a mountain of manure I was exhausted. I collapsed onto the sofa with a well-earned cup of tea. The baby…
I got my lovely laptop back
My laptop developed a fault. I had to jiggle the power lead around to get it to charge, and it got worse and worse until I could hardly use the laptop. So I couldn’t do any blog posts even though it’s carnival and I had photos of the snow at the Roque. Now my husband’s fixed it, bless him, so I can get busy on the blogs. Only I’ve caught another…
Squee Monday: lambs
Years ago I saw a lamb in Wales who was so young (maybe 10 minutes old?) that he was still trying to work out which bit of Mummy produced the milk.
Flexibility
If you’re getting neck ache trying to read that, it says: I don’t have to write in only one colour and I don’t have to write in traditional lines from left to right. There are advantages to the traditional way of doing things. It’s faster for a start, but it’s probably good to remind myself that there are lots of different POSSIBILITIES and rules are mostly just sensible guidelines rather…
Squee Sunday: Reading Animals
I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I love books and I love animals. Both together has to be even better, yes? I also have fond memories of my son, aged three, “reading” to the kittens. “See that word there? That says, ‘Magic.’”