This weekend saw further to-ings and fro-ings in East Anglia, as we went up to Bergh Apton for Rima's second birthday party, inflatable unicorns, see-you-Jimmy hats, various Casio keyboard jams and a staging of WWIII courtesy of Ossian and his many Nerf guns (that would necessitate an entire rack). Then a pitstop at Isleham on the way back, and a cheeky toastie and film with dad.
Back in Brazil Gaby found a cat who was lost in our garage, and has taken him in while she tries to find a good home for him, despite Valente's raging fits of jealousy. He goes by the name of "Pudim", as of yesterday.
In other news I've made a brand new compilation, and my phrase of the day is "that's my face", which can refer to anything which you might be expected to do or like (as in, "I enjoyed the new film we saw yesterday, it's really my face").
Ciao for now,
Fred by Donkeys
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