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I have always felt that I’ve never celebrated summer solstice with sufficient flair. In my imagination it would be spent picnic-ing on strawberries and champagne at dusk followed by spending the night under the stars. Consult Elspeth Thompson for inspiration, my … Continue reading
Even though it’s Fathers Day, Mr Rush Hour still got up with the girls at six thirty. I didn’t wake up until eight and insisted he went back to bed, so we could wrap up presents and write cards. Thereafter Fathers … Continue reading
Recently Mr Rush Hour and I have begun to feel like servants to the imperious Miss Rush Hours. Mr Rush Hour multi tasks as the butler, scullery maid and chauffeur whilst I am busy as cook, housekeeper, head gardener and ladies maid. We … Continue reading
While Mr Rush Hour is on full time decorating duties upstairs I have been parent in charge downstairs for three whole days now. The best bits: Eve writing Mummy for the first time. Don’t mind a bit that I’m Bumey Watching our … Continue reading
Eve got her own plant pot on Sunday. She is currently very keen on birds, or oiseau as she says, this being one of a few random French words she mixes into her sentences. She is growing beans, carrots, nigella, nasturtiums and … Continue reading
Matthew Wilson has written an article for our local twins club newsletter advocating gardening with twins. Inspired by this we asked the girls if they would like their own pots for growing plants. Eve said ‘Noooooooo’ as her head was … Continue reading