Gill popped over from London to stay with us for the weekend. And what a whirlwind of a weekend it was. Beer a plenty was drunk, bike riding fears were conquered and little hearts were broken. We found Oli crying his little eyes out in bed last night after Gill left. This in turn triggered another 'I want to go back to Sydney' tear fest. Hopefully, celebrating the double whammy of Easter and a certain birthday next weekend will help ease some of that pain.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: never underestimate the power of cake. Never ever.
xxx
3 comments:
A slice of good cake cures every problem, every time. Too true sista.
I'm emailing my address to you now. Can't wait to see some Ozzy pictures too, bet you guys had a ball. xxx
ps. now I want cake.
Lovely pictures! These make me really miss Munich, that beautiful city!
S.
Excuse me!! A big grown up boy sans two front teeth. NO WAY JOSE!! I'm excited!
Looks like such a great visit, I'm crying I missed out. Looks so beautiful.
Birthday and Easter? I think it's time to hand over the postal address lady. xxx
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