To say our half term hol­i­day was a bit of a bust would be an under­state­ment. Squidge wasn’t feel­ing well the week before and had a relapse the Sat­ur­day before the hol­i­day. Even though she was able to get out and do things she had very lit­tle appetite (which if you know Squidge you know… [Con­tinue Reading]

While my mom was vis­it­ing we took her to see a cas­tle. I remem­ber the first time I vis­ited Wal I wanted to see a cas­tle sooo badly. He took me to York. Sorry York but that tower you have did not sat­isfy my cas­tle dreams. The sec­ond time I vis­ited he took me to… [Con­tinue Reading]

I just spent the past two week w/ my Mom. In the time she was here she spent most of it clean­ing. We argued. Laughed. Drank lots of cof­fee. Nicked a cou­ple of Costa Cof­fee mugs. Saw some sights. Cooked Por­tuguese food. Baked some Massa Sovada. Made some cur­tains. Cleaned my bed­room. Drank more cof­fee.… [Con­tinue Reading]