13 weeks of mr.bunny
i don't have a headache and i don't feel sick.
i just can't stay awake when i need to be and i can't stay asleep when i want to.
cutting tyres with our past: climb a long ladder up a tree and cut down the old tyre (from the scrap yard next to the old perou-factory) we put up for a swing when we moved into the farm.
replace it with a schmancy oak tree swing.
both sons complain
relocate the tired swing to a walnut tree in the orchard.
yesterday mrs.perou took z to buy some new shoes.
there was a lady serving in the shoppe who had a prominent moustache.
nothing was said.
today z piped up with 'that lady in the shoe shop yesterday had a moustache'
'yes, poor lady', said mrs.perou
'...or poor man' said z darkly.
maxmum and joel have another session at surf school.
z and james play on the beach together while maximum and joel try and stand up on waves.
the waves round here aren't really worth standing up on though: east kent is not north devon or cornwall, alas.
yesterday i could feel myself turning grey: new perou-factory stress related hair colouring.
so today i shave my head.
and everything seems MUCH better.
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