Hahahaha Slubber. Filthy minds, the lot of you!
Yep, I've got this one photo of us in the Amazon, my hair back with buff, ds wearing his to cover neck and head (just under two at that stage), and the reaction is normally utter shock from my stylish friends (I never was or will be, buff or no buff), and tutting from anyone over 50 re ds. Hey ho, we had a ball. I used to think it's just a glorified scarf thingy, why would you want to pay so much for it, but now don't go anywhere without.
Poor scary, hope journey passes quickly.
So this toad thingy then, awful you say? I've been lucky enough to not know what you're talking about. Well, I know what a toad is, obviously, but the smell.
I went blackberry picking earlier. Didn't see the stinging nettle before pushing my arm right in. Owww. Fancy cooking jam. Have never done it though, so planning on doing some research tonight then pretending I'm superwoman to dh. He's away on business at the moment, so I'm just going to pretend it's one of these skills I've never had the need to share, but they're there. Oh yes. Am planning on memorising recipe and everything, then saying "oh this old thing..." Having known eachother for millions of years he'll never believe it, but I'm entertaining myself with the thought.
Seashells, impromptu trips are often the best. How lovely would camping be this weekend, I'm envious of some of you than can this weekend. Might pitch bell top in garden and have a fancy pancy picnic with my as yet non-existing superjam.