Chez Spud

Mr Bertie, hotfooting it across Cromer beach and weaving through the pillars of the pier. Reminds me a bit of Don’t Look Now with that red top and the fleetingness of the composition. Shudder. I love all the funny mispronunciations the boys have had in their vocabulary along the way and so wish I’d kept [...]

Bertie went to his Big School today for a ‘settling in’ morning. I’ve no idea what it involved other than ‘a drink, a story, playing in the dragon’s cave and then you came to get me’. That’s a big improvement on his usual response to, ‘What did you do at nursery today?’ which is, ‘Nothing’. [...]

Please excuse my dark and moody processing. Just trying something. Just getting out of my comfort zone (oh WHY do I have “I went to the danger zone” from Top Gun playing through my head as I write that? Embarrassing) Here’s Mr B, gripping on for dear life whilst scaling the scallop on Aldeburgh beach [...]

Oh how I laughed. For the last 10 days or so I’ve been itching to get a poppy field shot.  The field I snapped last year is covered in white daisies this year, but another field just a short drive away was absolutely magnificent. Probably the biggest poppy field I’ve ever seen and in a [...]

Oh I had such a giggle at a comment from Deb a few days back, when I posted a video of Bertie on his go-kart. “Nice to hear your voice”, she said. Um, Deb….that was MR SPUD not me!! This is me talking. I sound like the Queen. I was teased mercilessly about my cut [...]

Try to ignore MrSpud’s truly appalling hair here…oh and my dreadful photography…try to focus on the 8 month old Bertie, finally understanding that books are for reading and not eating. I think I could recite that book in my sleep, plus the accompanying ridiculous noises I made to accompany each page (“This cow can moo”…me: [...]

News just in: apparently Bertie is going to Big School in September. Hardly a shock, I’ve known about it for the best part of 5 years. I’ve even known for a while that today was the day I would find out which school he’d go to. It’s hardly ‘hold the front page stuff’ is it [...]

Looks pretty innocent doesn’t he? All blonde curls and ‘what? little me?” Don’t be deceived. Today this 4 year old managed to reprogramme the safe in our hotel room (in itself an impressive feat), keep quiet about it, describe his new code (which we ignored even though we know he has excellent memory), allowed us [...]

BS…BS…BS…BS??? Blue Skies….Big Smiles….British Springtime…Balmy Suffolk (or should that be Barmy Suffolk?)…Beach Strolls…no Bull Shit… Spring has sprung, it’s official. Brilliant blue skies, sunshine, warm breezes, hanging out on the beach without wanting to cry after 5 minutes = the first signs of Spring and I’m giddy with it. I don’t think I’m alone… 0

Thanks to The Domestic Sensualists via Julochka via Julochka’s grandmother for the gift of Banana Bread. And a special big thanks to Julochka’s daughter, Sabin, for her inspired addition of vast chunks of chocolate to the recipe. Such insight at the tender age of 9! Banana and chocolate go together like, er, banana and chocolate. [...]