Monday, June 27, 2011

froth


I love taking photos of my baking, 
especially when it looks so filthy. 


I dropped my children at their tennis club this evening, just as Venus was knocked out of the second round of Wimbledon. I am going to be there on Saturday, for the ladies final, so a conversation naturally flowed between me and another mum who I don't know .. and who doesn't know me.

"Daddy is looking after me" says my youngest.

"ooh, a girl's day out?" she asks brightly.

"No" says my eldest child.

"No" I say blithely "my husband is doing childcare and my boyfriend is taking me to Wimbledon"