We’ve had a funny summer so far this year. Funny as in odd rather than joyful! The good old British Summer seems to have surpassed itself in 2016. We’ve barely seen the sun at all and temperatures in May – with two Bank Holiday weekends to contend with have been dire. The draw of moving to warmer climes becoming more and more appealing – surely people are happier in the sun!?
Summer seems to have arrived at last. It’s time for a garden makeover! Flip flops are out and we have the obligatory bare-chested, British male sunning himself in every park. If you are lucky enough, you don’t need to worry about him!
My nesting instinct has hit early this time. Four months to go until baby number two arrives and I’m already at it. Perhaps it’s something to do with the lack of space; we do already have one gorgeous little boy now and all the paraphernalia that goes along therewith – toys, toys and more toys. Clothes, clothes and more clothes! So, with space at a premium I’m feeling like what we have of it needs to be super-clean and tidy. A little background on me for you – I’m a real clean freak; borderline OCD I imagine.
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