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I live in Kent with my husband, toddler Tilly (henceforth known as Monkey) and another baby due in November. We have two cats, Duncan and Lady Macbeth, and four chickens who kindly lay us eggs daily. We live in the picturesque seaside town of Broadstairs. I enjoy reading, knitting and cooking. I'm trying to be a bit 'greener' (not sure how successfully), and to be a gentle parent. Extended breastfeeding and co-sleeping don't freak me out, we use cloth nappies and try to follow some of the ideals of Attachment Parenting. If that sounds as if I know what I'm doing, I don't! I am also a psychotherapist with an interest in Focusing-oriented therapy, and I have a small private practice in the area.

Monday, 8 June 2009

Balls etc




Just a few Monkey photos from the last few days. We went to the park and saw some baby ducks. I didn't realise that there was a huge children's playground at the big park, with water sprinklers and lots of fun things for children to do. It was polling day on Thursday and most of the primary schools were closed, consequently there were a zillion children playing in the sun. Monkey and I lay on a blanket, or rather I lay on the blanket and the Monkey clambered all over me, practicing her standing-up.
On Sunday we went to a 1st birthday party and Monkey played in the ball pit, as you can see! She loves balls but seems to prefer them individually rather than en masse. After the children's party we went to a 50th wedding anniversary party where the babe was greatly adored and admired. We heard the fantastic news that friends of ours, whose son sadly died in December when he was only a few weeks old, are expecting a new baby. 
We went to Calais on Saturday for the day. The least said about that the better! What a horrible place! 
I can't think of what else to write about this evening. I'm not feeling very crafty at the moment, and I haven't picked up any knitting for literally months. Isn't knitting more of a winter activity anyway? Summers are for the beach, the garden, the kitchen...

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2 comments:

Antoinette said...

Such cute pix of your Monkey! What a darling.

I found Calais to have a strange energy. That sounds a bit esoteric doesn't it? hehe. I dunno. It felt very heavy and dark to me. Won't go there again methinks.

I do find it kind of amazing that you can just 'go for the day'. Of course, I know this, but from where I am in the world, and the sheer amount of distance I have to travel to get anywhere, this is an amazing idea!

8 June 2009 at 19:28
willow81 said...

You're right about Calais and its energy, I guess it's one of those 'transit' places from which people are mainly to-ing or fro-ing rather than staying (unless you are an asylum seeker in Sangatte, in which you want to be fro-ing but are trapped). All I wanted was a pain au chocolat and to sit in a pleasant pavement cafe, but sadly Calais could not deliver. It was rather like Dover, we remarked...

9 June 2009 at 06:27

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