13 years!

13 years since he finished work as a Baker, knocked on my bedroom window, gave me some sausage rolls & asked me to be his Princess.
He totes had me at the sausage rolls.
And I’m more of a raging inferno than a Princess.

He learnt that the hard way.

13 years of many ups & downs that would rival the scariest roller coasters.
13 years of taking bullets that would tear most people apart.
13 years aboard my crazy train while I drive it blind folded.
The Fathership is the exact opposite to me.
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