Two weeks of happiness


I buy myself tulips once a fortnight – they are an extravagance and I can’t really justify them. Except… except every time I walk by them from the closed up phase with just a hint of colour to fully blown ready to distintegrate with a puff of wind – I smile. They make me feel happy. That’s got to be worth the money doesn’t it?

Update on shorthand homework – I have taken my homework from the table in my bedroom to the breakfast bar where the kids to their homework… getting there…