We had a father's day bbq on Sunday, and Martin and I went to the beach in Cleethorpes on Monday. Tuesday, well, I decided to go on a housekeeping strike which only lasted about two hours--just long enough for me to read a trashy romance novel and sunbathe in the back garden. Then I cleaned the house, got a babysitter, and went to book club. Today we took the kids to the Lincolnshire Show.
Pictures of the above activities will follow (well, except for the housekeeping and sunbathing, that is). But I'm exhausted now and am going to bed. The kitchen is cleaned and I did as much of the bathroom as I could before my rubber gloves broke. I've earned an early night!
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