So we walked around Town, we! obviously I walked and Buba was pushed, took me a while to get to grips with the handbag situation, I finally settled on laying it across the end of the pram. I pushed up roads, and down lanes, round bends and up kerbs. Buba woke halfway through our marathon walk, and happily punched himself in the dummy, I decided rather than have him damage himself or the dummy best tuck his arms in. He was duly wrapped in his blanket and we continued on our walk. Tucked in tight and rocked with the motion of the pram Buba fell back to sleep, 90 minutes later we arrived home, well Buba's home, mines in the other direction....
Left sleeping Buba in the pram, unwrapped him though as that would really have been cruel, the house was lovely and toasty, cleaned the wheels and sat with my well earned diet coke, Lush, and tried not to think too much about the dirty dogs who had made the wheels dirty.
Well the conservatory furniture has turned out to be more comfortable than I anticipated, although have you ever noticed the less furniture a house has the more noisy it is, I would hate to be minimalist, could you imagine the racket..
