William muscling in to Apollos stall to get an extra breakfast! Twos not company, its a crowd!
Rock HQ is in limbo, its D Day for the birth of our new smallholder. Unfortunately no one told it and its refusing to come out and play. Tracey was in hospital plugged in to various monitors and donated an armful of blood for tests and the best diagnosis the NHS could come up with was that she was having a baby. Soon. So we resorted to curry and making her play on the space hopper but still the trainee ankle biter hides from the world. Maybe tomorrow.
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