Deja vu…

Its 11.30 on a Sunday night and I’m sitting up watching Time Team with a little girl on my knee…how is this happening again?

No thunder storm this time, just heavy rain.  Only one girl, because the other one spent most of the last 24 hours throwing up and is now recovering and sleeping soundly in her bed.  I’m typing a memo about the High Court Rules on the laptop balanced on one arm of the chair, while Miss 3 wriggles about on my other side.

We are waiting with great anticipation to see how many of us will be struck down by the same vomiting bug.  Please no, not any more!

PS – Isle of Man this week, actually found a 1400 year old body with hair attached.  Kind of interesting for once.  No Roman villas or viaducts anyway, so thats something.

Time Team and thunder storms

It was 10.30 at night, and I was just setting off for bed.  There is a flash of light.  A pause.  Andrew and I held our breath, not daring to look at each other….then….a boom.   We sighed resignedly, and waited for the pitter-patter of small-ish feet to start.  Another flash, another boom, and yes, Lulu is awake.   By the time I get to her room Madeleine is awake too, and before I know it I’m sitting in the armchair with two little girls on my knee, waiting for a thunder storm to pass. Read more of this post