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Letters from your Mum
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52 week project – week 19
Nine years ago today I married a crying man wearing no pants; your Dad.
This photo sits on my bedside table and is the first thing I see when I wake every morning. It makes me smile and reminds me to try and remember that we are still us, not just parents.
We might have more wrinkles and less money but we’re still good and I’m excited for the times still to come, the exploring we still have to do.
52 week project – Week 18
We’re big fans of stripes in our house.
52 week project – Week 17
It’s complete. After months, and hours and hours of hard work by your dedicated Papa your gorgeous playhouse, ‘The Wee Blackhoose’, is complete.
Every inch of it is handmade, from the carved wooden P and L initials on the sides of the veranda to the coloured stained glass window on the back wall.
The window catches are made from the cherry tree that stood in my Grandad’s garden which I used to swing on as a child. The wood has been in Nanny’s attic for over ten years, Papa knew it would come in handy one day.
I dread to think how much money it’s cost him in the end, it certainly doesn’t look like it’s made from the ‘spare wood in my garage’ which was his original promise.
A true labour of love, it will be standing in our garden for many many years to come. He may be my step-Dad but he’s your whole-Papa and no mistake.
Be warned, if I catch you smoking a fag in it when you’re 14 I’ll take it off you and make it mine.
