I woke up at 5.30 again this morning, having had the strangest dream I have had in a long long time. In this dream me and Yorkie are on holiday, some where hot and sunny and mountainous. It's our last day, and we're swimming in the sea. The weather has been wonderful, but today there is a large cloud hanging over the mountain which dominates the skyline to the left of the beach. I'm in a mood because I'm happy on holiday and don't want to come home, but it's that time so we're swimming into the shore, gently in the shallows on the right of the beach where there's a small spit with trellising and plants growing up it. Next thing this cloud starts to move away from the mountain and over the sea, still big and white and fluffy, and starts raining own bolts of lightening into the water! We start swimming as fast as we can to get out of the water, but one makes contact just close by us and we get a shock, a long one, but not too drastic (the lightning bo
Me, The Hubby and our Four Monsters! Sleepless nights, dirty nappies, tantrums, and tears. But also adventures, fun, laughter, and a whole lot of love! Not every day is easy, but every moment is precious. Welcome to My Life as Mumma Walker!