Finally, very cleverly, worked out why my neck keeps locking. It's cos I stand up whilst making flowers and bits for cakes. Looking down at worktop for hours on end. Eureka!!! Decided not to make any more flowers or bits for cakse. Helping L. out with a wedding cake she's doing. Not doing any cakes myself as meant to be taking it easy but bloody hell. How many fondant strawberries, leaves and flowers can a cake take??? Am sore. Still, she's very pregnant so she wins in the 'I'm frickin' miserable' stakes.
No news. It's sunny therefore I am too hot to be funny. Kids are out playing. One to his mates house, one to a party and one to stay here and play with me. LOL, one should be going wheeewheeewheee all the way home from the sounds of it.
Arthur, the other day whilst me and D. were pretending to be asleep whilst he and Oz climbed all over us, said 'Awww, look. Daddy really loves mammy'. Basically we were clinging onto each other so no-one could wriggle down between us and therefore we could only got kicked in the back/head/etc. He also said '. . .nah, he has to be a real man. Like dad'. How cool is that. Think they were walking about action man or someone defeating kingkong or supermario or something. Either way, high praise for Darren indeed. Actually, more praise for the man who makes my life a lot easier. HE DID BEST IN HIS WHOLE CLASS AT THIS EXAMS!!!!! How wonderful is that. Of course he's not smug. Right!!! Not.
Dead chuffed for him.
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