So now Spud is spotty. He has chickenpox, not as bad as Belle had them, thank God, and he didn’t need any Calpol. He hasn’t really suffered with it like she did. Anyway, we’ve all had them now, so that’s that. The Americans, I hear, have ‘Chickenpox Parties‘ . Now it’s the issue of pottytraining. Sharon at Rocks in my Dryer is blogging about it and if I can find this book in Easons, I will!
I’ll post about his progress soon…
After being reassured that drinking the odd glass of red wine is good for you, well twenty-seven is an odd number, reports now say that we could be at risk of bowel cancer. Source.
Brian, the Ex-pat residing in France doesn’t post very often, but you should read Living in the Loire. His writing is very funny.