Customer service is not what it used to be at Townmouse. A few unlucky customers have had to wait a little too long for their orders. The days slip by so quickly. But hey, I've got the happy hormones coursing through my system so I'm not phased (although those unlucky customers have received discounts on their orders to reward their patience).
I'm just feeling an immense sense of achievement having survived the first of three weeks of winter school holidays with four children!
To keep my most active son in line I strapped Adelaide to his front. Tom's the one who would normally be running up the down escalator and drawing greasy looks from other shoppers.
But he's slipped into the role of doting carer and has left his "bad boy" label to his younger brother. I think his little sister could be the making of him. (By the look on her face, Adelaide's not so sure.)
So I only had two sons running up the down escalator. The other was drawing admiring glances from fellow shoppers. Who would have thought?