Sunday, 29 May 2011
Sunday, 22 May 2011
Sunday, 15 May 2011
...and not just Maddy either. Both me and Soft Touch Dad will forever have imprinted on our memories the image of Maddy’s First Major Fall.
STD had given Maddy a ‘hard to carry’ item, and as she was attempting to negotiate the mean streets of Brent Council’s uneven pavements with the aforementioned unwieldy package, she went flying. And with no hands available to cushion her fall, her face bore the majority of the impact. Cue bloody nose, bust lip and three traumatised people. Picture of Maddy below. Nothing of me and STD, it was too gruesome.
8.40am. Yes, TWENTY TO NINE.That was one almighty kip. Maddy’s longest to date, in fact.
Needless to say, had Kate or I been compus mentis enough to check a clock prior to Maddy waking us up, we'd have leapt out of bed and raced into her room, legs and arms flailing, fearing the worst.
But instead we had a much-needed lie-in.Plenty more of those please, Mads.