I think you’re crazy……but I bloody love you.

Weaving through the fields together on what transpired to be the longest walk home from our first gathering in eleven weeks, I waffled animatedly about my aspirations until she stops suddenly turns to look at me and then announces ‘ I think your f**cking crazy’ (cue long pause and goofy smile) before she continued with......’but I bloody love you’.

Cloudy with a chance of a storm.

In our story this particular 'Jobsworth' actually raised a very interesting debate at our expense, subsequently placing our entire adoption on hold and causing what one can only describe as a 'professional shit storm'.

They tried to make him go to school but he said snow snow snow.

So to the children who told my son because he is adopted 'he wasn't wanted' you couldn't be further from the truth and I'm going to tell your parents and others why.

A Fortnite on Love Island and Mum needs a filter.

Well it’s official, I survived the summer holidays....whoop whoop! I feel like I should be issued with a t-shirt to mark my achievement.