And then there was one. Just one boy left in the house while his brothers are at school. And he toddles on behind me carrying a handful of straw leaving a trail of yellow after him arriving into the calf house with but a strand or two.

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Various ramblings of a Brit Mum abroad. That time when we pack up our spiky suitcases, all-weather macs, and the kitchen sink; and head off to the UK for the Summer. We usually go once a year, and visit all the rellies and friends on a non-stop whirlwind tour of tea and photo albums.

I was standing near the bar with my girls. The girls who looked to me for approval about what to wear, where to go, even who to date and most of all, who could be in our in crowd. It was strange to be there with them after so long and even stranger that we all fell back into the old patterns. Sharon, Lori whispered, Did you see who showed up? Keep going, I.