The Yorshireman Keeping Me Sane!

No, not my Dad, although he did help by sitting here in the great house of vomit while I nipped out yesterday and contemplated running away and did a few errands. It was lovely to breath clean air and feel both my arms swing as no one was attached. It was odd though, everywhere I went (supermarket, post office, children's centre) I was asked 'where're the children?'

The man brightening my day first thing as I stand in the kitchen making the breakfast/coffee/packed lunches at silly O'clock is none other than the great James Martin;



Simon bought me some new kitchen knives and guess who was on the box, so there he is lingering just above my head when I am working with food. God he is beautiful, I could look at him for hours and then get him to make me some yummy pudding or other........mmmmmm ........ And I have just realised when looking for the link that you can download Mr Martin wallpaper for your computer, am I that sad? On second thoughts don't answer that. At least I don't get all hot and bothered about skinny scotsmen like someone I can think of!

The girls are much better and have returned to school this morning, Seb is now sweet smelling at both ends (hurrah) but Nathaniel is still unwell, not so much though. I was awoken this morning by a Gruffalo stomping into my bedroom telling me "You taste good on a slice of bread!"

Now I really must go and do something to this monkey, she is a sorry sight with no face;


Daisie xxx