Today is, as usual, not going to plan.
Boys 1 and 2, who in some ways resemble Thompson and Thomson from Tintin, have had another "incident":
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When Boy 1 went to put his snow boots on this morning, he discovered that Boy 2 had gone off to school wearing Boy 1's bigger boots (stay with me, it's complicated but so worth it). Judging by the yells and oaths and muttered threats, I think perhaps Boy 2 should not come home this evening, I had better arrange for a "safe house" for him somewhere..
I have my own boot related woes. My beloved Ugg boots which I have been wearing non-stop in the house as slippers since buying them under the expert supervision of Lovely B at Bicester Village last Sept, have sprung a hole. How's that for a First World Problem? Is there some sort of support group I could contact?
The good news is that I seem to have got my reading mojo back (ha! I just mistyped that as mofo, which is quite different). There was an interesting article by David Nicholls (who wrote "One Day") in the Telegraph recently about finding time to read; coincidentally Boy 1's English teacher made them read it for homework. You can find it here It definitely rang a chord with me, particularly about repeatedly checking into the same websites...
Currently I am reading this.
Must admit, was a bit daunted what with it being so long and a Booker Prize winner and all, but it's very readable, wonderfully written and the author has made old Thomas Cromwell into a likeable character, which makes a change from all those films and plays where he is evil and calculating and, even worse, a lawyer
I have been putting books I have read on my Pinterest if anyone is interested.
Better go now, have to hire an armoured car to collect Boy 2 in from school tonight..