Yep! It's one of my Books That Will Always Go with Mama.
We're about to be in temporary housing, probably for at least a year or more.
And we'll all be in one-bedroom or less.
But it's nothing less than others in my family were in.
And they're all never gonna miss a day of school for it, no matter the weather, no matter an evening of Highland dancing lessons or Mama reading to them so help me God if there even is one and you gotta wonder.
But we'll have nothing I can tell you but the essentials.
It's all going to storage, flogged or given away to those who need it more there's no use for it.
We'll live like that till either a 3-bed HA property comes free or Kingdom come it makes no difference we'll still be as poor in money.
But Mama will have her guitar and her fiddle and those girls will hang with the wee girl whose Mama plays pipes and their own Mama will play and sing every first Friday of every month in that tiny inn you'd have to have come on by accident to find.
My oldest already sings, 'I'll cut off my chesnut locks, men's clothing I'll wear on, and like a gallant soldier boy, this road I'll gang along' and loads others!
We sing every day all day. We sing in the bath and DH and I sing in the bed and Mama plucks it out.