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- @CurlyLauraWalk must have been communicating with our one who also went mental last night. Sigh. Silly babies. 10 hours ago
- Very much enjoyed our West Country tour but it's time to head back to Brighton to enjoy the rest of half term :) 2 days ago
- This is rather good…“@robcmorgan: AT LAST GIRLS & SCIENCE. This stuff is so rarely said properly medium.com/@SaraJChipps…” 6 days ago
- @botherer perfectly understandable then 1 week ago
- @botherer wow he hates crosswords... 1 week ago
Tag Archives: binface
I’ve lost count of the people over the years who ask: ‘why is she called Binface?’ I accept that she just is now. When we pray for her, we pray for Binface. Son1 doesn’t know she has another name. I … Continue reading
Thankful for… Lazy Saturday morning with Binface, asking each other the questions from the weekend section of the Guardian, chatting about ‘The God I don’t Understand’, trying to hold the questions together with trust in a God who is in … Continue reading
Thankful for… The arrival of Binface, cuddles, fish pie, trooping off to Sainsbury’s for chocolate and beer.
The utter, utter hilarity of the letting agent today. Really, are you SURE you want this dump? Really? The buzz, the fear, the joy, the insanity, the feeling of free fall as we jump. Telling all this to Binface and … Continue reading
Relief that I’m not really that mental after all. Enjoying the sunshine and exercise kick this morning. Binface, B, Brighton beach and pretty singing. The first shakeaway of the year. Nutella and malted milk biscuits. Mmmm.