It is the first day real of the holidays. Real because I am by myself looking after the kids now that my wife has gone back to work. Already we have had arguments, throwing, hitting and over lunch burping and duck noises and howls of laughter every time that they were asked (told) not to.
I am in the process of progressing the bathroom from one with a shower to one without. It's one of those that you have to blame the last owners of the house. How can you not install a shower properly with marine ply and waterproof back completely missing. I was only going to grout the lose tile and suddenly I have a hole in the wall between the bathroom and the corridor. The kids think this is really good and that I have done brilliantly for making such an interesting place for them to run around both sides shouting "Hello Hello Hello" at each other.
I don't know what is is but I am really not inspired to take pictures of the shower, although a couple of stock photos on a how not to do it website could be profitable.
My daughter who clearly has a developed a woman's sense of perception at the age of five decided to cheer me up and gave me a letter written in joined up hand writing.
"Here is something I have written, I thought about something that would make you laugh. The simple message "Don't be Cross cos Men Don't Wear Lip Gloss" jumped right off the page and I was in hysterics I had tears running down my eyes.
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