#SundayPhoto

MY SUNDAY PHOTO

MY SUNDAY PHOTO

It’s Sunday, it’s 7pm and I am exhausted.  Completely shattered – aren’t I supposed to feel awesome on Sunday evenings – you know, all relaxed and ready for the week ahead? At 7pm on Sundays growing up, I remember being seated in front of the TV, all clean and bathed with my pink fleece and…

SUNDAY [09/10/16]

SUNDAY [09/10/16]

This Sunday, we went conker hunting.  It’s bittersweet each year now.  This is the third year without my gorgeous fur baby Casanova, the third Autumn when he hasn’t been here to leap in and out of the crunchy golden leaves.  I don’t talk about him a great deal, because when I do it brings tears…