And the cubs are off with Mum for the first half of the holidays, then they’re back with me for the latter half.
She’s jam-packed activities for them which is great. I’m getting regular FaceTime updates.
A call comes in from the Jurassic coast; a great location and day out for budding adventurers.
“Daddy! Mummy got me this from the gift shop. It’s a mood ring!”
She thrusts her finger towards the screen.
“It says I’m despair but I’m not. I’m just tired”
Ok then.
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