Warning: Slightly sweet and twee content resides within. On par with a Pug Blog, really 🙂 I got to come home today. This is me and Dad, who’s just popped in after my last medical exam. Dad seems very happy. This is apparently called a car. It was cold outside, so they put me in […]
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(OK, I promise I will never again quote Amy Grant lyrics in public. But you’ve got to let me, just this once.) Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Isn’t she cuuuute? Ahem. Anyway, she grew up. Still cute, though. Then, when she got a bit older,
Baby, baby, I'm taken with the notion… Read More »
Random thoughts from the brain of Kidman: No babies. Yet. Mild Braxton Hicks, but not much more. Fatigue and stress is setting in on all sides because of this — you try living for three months not knowing what you’ll be doing in the next five minutes all the time — and this isn’t helped
I'm thinkin' of something orange. Something orange. Give up? It's an orange. Read More »
Part the fourth: 21st of June: Going over the top One of the major causes of stress in WWI soldiers (apart from having bombs explode right next to you and living in your own frozen filth for months at a time) was in the waiting; specifically, the waiting to go over the top of the
This is not one of mine. I wish it was, though. This bloke goes to the doctor and says, “Can you take a look at this little thing on my neck?” So the doctor looks and there’s what looks like a small treeshaped thing. He says to the man, “nothing to worry about, come back