Monthly Archives: March 2006

Scenes of domestic bliss

Bristol. I have taken over about half the lounge so far, working on the rest.

Bristol. Drinking from a plastic polar beer pint cup.

Bristol. I own the kitchen too.

Exeter. I don’t care if you’ve had a long day at work, read to me serf.

Exeter. This is my playpen, changing mat, the sofa, the family table…oh yes, and mummy and daddy’s bed. I’ve taken over the one bedroom now.

(Mini Mitton bloggers would like to apologise for the increasing reliance on camera phone pictures.)

Experimenting with ways to get around (The Top Gear special)

Daddy. Comfy, but not very stylish. A rugged 4×4 workhorse.

Pushchair. Able to affect ‘baby about town’ catalogue pose quite effectively here. Convertible.

New forward facing carseat. Peugeot 406 diesal estate. It says sensible, practical, family man. How could Zoe resist?

Rocker horse. Slow, shoddily made and a terrible ride. Suspension crude.

Crawling. You have to be joking mum. Why would I crawl when you carry/ push/ drive me everywhere. Pull the other one.