…is summed up in this little wooden block that we’ve had in our kitchen for well over a decade.

Yeah. Bad photo. Whatever.

The two brass frogs were a gift from my husband when our boys were tiny. They are now hulking men in their 30’s.

Dancing Queen. OMG. From the Tattershall Youth Club aged teenagesomething to my kitchen table top aged 50something, I’ve danced.

CCTV in my local supermarket will have great shots of me dancing down the aisles to their toons :o)

Sometimes I forget how good it is to just dance like nobody’s watching.