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Last week we had to say goodbye to our dear cat Little Mo. She hadn't been in great shape for a while, but she still made it past 19. What a trooper. We hadn't thought of what do to with her after being put down, but Oomoo was adamant that he wanted to her to be buried in our garden, and that she wasn't to be cremated. Dear friends came by for moral support, and what had started as a chilly day turned in to a gloriously sunny afternoon, and we buried her in the flower bed and held a little impromptu ceremony. It couldn't have been more beautiful. I took it really bad, and even though I was fed up with cleaning up her wee on the floor everyday, I now really miss her. I still keep expecting to find her lying on the bed in a patch of sun, or come sauntering to the front door when we come home. Rest in peace Little Mo, you were one of a kind.

More pics from the Cotswolds. Can't wait to go back there. Happy weekend people!

Over the Easter break we spent a weekend in the Cotswolds. It's been years since we've been, and for Oomoo it was like being there for the first time. He was only two the last time we brought him there, and he couldn't remember it at all. Needless to say he fell in love almost as soon as we arrived. Once there we went on long rambling walks, flew his kite, explored the ruins of a Roman villa, got chased by a herd of young bulls, and read loads of Asterix & Tintin comics. And me, I took a lot of pictures of windows - ha! The next post will be a little bit more representative of our time spent there, I promise :)

There's a Hole in My Bucket lyrics: There's a hole in the bucket, Dear Liza, dear Liza There's a hole in the bucket, Dear Liza, there's a hole. Then fix it, dear Henry, Dear Henry, dear Henry Then fix it, dear Henry, Dear Henry, fix it. With what shall I fix it, Dear Liza, dear Liza? With what shall I fix it, Dear Liza, with what? With a straw, dear Henry, Dear Henry, dear Henry With a straw, dear Henry, Dear Henry, with a straw. But the straw is too long, Dear Liza, dear Liza But the straw is too long, Dear Liza, too long Then cut it, dear Henry, Dear Henry, dear Henry Then cut it, dear Henry, Dear Henry, cut it. With what shall I cut it, Dear Liza, dear Liza? With what shall I cut it, Dear Liza, with what? With a knife, dear Henry, Dear Henry, dear Henry With a knife, dear Henry, Dear Henry, an axe. The axe is too dull, Dear Liza, dear Liza The axe is too dull, Dear Liza, too dull Then sharpen it, dear Henry, Dear Henry, dear Henry Then sharpen it, dear Henry, Dear He

Mother's Day Song Lyrics: “I’ve got something special for Mother’s Day To thank you for the love that you give me every day It’s just a little heart, but it says all that I can say And it’s just for you on Mother’s Day" I put my hands together, this is how I start I curve my fingers around so they make a heart And I blow it like a kiss and I send it your way And it’s just for you on Mother’s Day I’ve got something special for Mother’s Day To thank you for the love that you give me everyday It’s just a little heart but it says all that I can say And it’s just for you on Mother’s Day

Why hello there! Sorry for the absence; it's been a long Easter holiday over here. About a week ago the weather turn more spring-like, which made all the difference. I don't know how it is for you, but when I find myself in the middle of winter it always feels like spring will never come. And then one day it does, and it feels unreal, like how could it possibly be sunny and warm?! Huh?? These days spring is my favourite season; for years it was autumn, but now the season of re-birth and hope is the one I most cherish. So, in London, there's really no better place than Kew Gardens to witness the explosion of new life, or growth I should say... Anyway, we went there with friends last weekend and it was just beautiful. The kids and the grown ups loved it, and I can't wait to go there again. I'm promising myself that we must go there during every season of the year from now on.