You know how sometimes you start something and think ‘hey, it’ll take all of half an hour’ and you find yourself, a week later, still at it but now you’re also trying to eat your own face?
No? Just me?
I think this post is turning into one of Those Things…
It was Tim’s birthday. We have a habit of, during the summer, going en masse to Porthcothan so it made sense for the birthday thang to happen there but this time we were fancy. Oh, yes. We rented a house for the weekend (February being waaaay to cold for camping with nippers).
I started stalking the weather from the Monday (and yes, I do indeed have FOUR weather apps on my phone. I’m a woman OBSESSED!) and it was looking pretty good until Thursday. On Thursday they all started changing their tune and
my our blue skies were no longer looking so certain *bites nails*
My boy – and I swear it’s just to be contrary – wanted his photo taken todayNo messing about now. It’s time for cricket. Well, crickety rounders. It went well. Kinda. Team Girl did not win. No. No, we did not.Howzat?!?Do not ague with Mother. Seriously.Ooops. I was supposed to catch that. This is what happens when the person on first base is also a photographer.It’s only Stewie Griffin! (courtesy of our very own second shooter Chris)