“Woss your hanz!” says the Boy Wonder whenever he sees a hand basin. (Or indeed, a bidet.) It’s good advice, obviously, but the emphatic tone he uses makes me think that it’s something he must hear every nursery day lunchtime, … Continued
It’s five years since I last tried freezing soap bubbles, largely because it’s rarely cold enough here in the Shire. Today wasn’t ideal either, to be honest – when R came back from a trip to Evesham he said that … Continued
It’s a cheerful thing, isn’t it, a bubble? Except possibly late on an utterly dark and dreary January Friday afternoon, when you’ve lugged all your bubble gear to the Bancroft Gardens in Stratford in the hope of putting on your … Continued