
SEX!
mrs.perou has a 'bohemian' interior decorating style.
apparently.
i slept like a baby.
a baby with wild, weird dreams.
while everybody goes to church, i go to a garden centre and buy a 3m magenta parasol for the garden.
to replace the blue one that snapped off yesterday.
i text mrs.perou photos of the available colours.
her phone is not on silent and makes helpful noises during church prayers.

huge roast turkey lunch and next level treacle tart with lemon and ginger for pudding by the pool...and an afternoon spent swimming in it.
(the pool not the treacle tart)
maximum did 122 lengths (aka £1.22)
z did 132 lengths (aka £1.32)
and i did 3 lengths underwater (aka. i am surprised i can)
has been a lovely weekend with mum-mum and dad-dad.
mrs.perou's cooking has been off the hook: new nigela doing food porn.
mr.bunny is entering an early adolescent phase aka. proper hooligan: looking for trouble everywhere.
and finding it