Firstly, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY DAD.  

Love you loads, and thanks for all the time you’re spending on finding the right car for us.  It will be a life changer and we really appreciate it.  And thanks for being there for E and M.  It means the world to them, and me. 

Yesterday was such a good day but we are suffering the consequences today in the way of a tired Mummy, sleepy girls and a huge insect bite on my right shin.

My Mum took Miss M and I to our friend R’s 5th birthday party at Willow Tree Farm, while Grandad took Miss E for her swimming lesson.

Miss M got brave and stroked a snake.

And an enormous owl.

And fed a greedy sheep, which in itself might not seem a big thing, but for the first 10 minutes all she would do is hold the food just out of reach which seemed kind of cruel but she couldn’t help it, I promise. After she’d actually flung the food at them a couple of times, I decided to step in and together we kept our hands flat and let the soft mouth snuffle the pellets away.  After three joint efforts she went for it herself.  I am so proud.

Then it was off to Sherwood Pines to watch McFly in an open air arena in the middle of the forest.

The sun shone, the rain stayed away, and Mr B and I did OK, brought together by two small girls and a chilled out atmosphere.  I don’t know what it would have been like if we’d been sitting in tiny seats in a large arena where the girls would have had no air and no space, and Mr B and I may have been pressed together awkwardly, but it wasn’t like that at all.

In fact, as we’d managed to get a spot just near the soundbox, behind us was just space.  Space for two little girls to run and play and find random bits of shrubbery to put in Mummy’s bag, while they waited for the show to start.

And room to dance and sing along…

..and escape early when our two little girls began to flag.

All in all it was a success.  I don’t know that we’ll do it that often, but I think it’s good that we did.  

P.S.  If you’re waiting for competition results they’ll be up tomorrow as it was an early night for my two little monkeys after having Father’s Day breakfast and lunch with Daddy, and then tea and cakes with Grandad, so we decided to wait another day as they wanted to help.  Which means there’s still time to enter people.  Just click here.

P.P.S When my Dad saw our McFLy tickets he asked who M.C. Fly was. Heh heh, he is so down with the homies.