Michael enjoyed ice skating in Cork and asked to be taken in Dublin so, this morning we went to a soulless suburban shopping centre and whirled around the ice. We both enjoyed it and he really got the hang of it. Nevertheless we did have one spectacular fall (he had lots of falls but when a grown-up goes down it is that bit more exciting). As he pointed out, his hand broke my fall and he does have quite a spectacular bruise. I, on the other hand, am finding sitting a bit of a trial.
I met a friend for lunch while Mr. Waffle and the children dutifully took down the Christmas decorations and took the tree to be recycled. All in all, most satisfactory.
Unrelated, did I tell you that I got my annual haircut before Christmas?
I went from this (it’s hard to take pictures of yourself, isn’t it, may explain why I look so angry and gloomy):
To this (see how much more cheerful, I am):
Bit shorter than last year and the year before – we’ll see how it looks in 12 months.
You look fabulous!
Very cute!
Most kind, thank you both v. much!
Gamine once more.
Clearly you need a selfie stick
I like the way you’ve gone for the classic marketing ploy of nicer lighting and a smile in the ‘after’ photo.
God, I don’t know that anyone NEEDS a selfie stick !
Praxis, hope you noticed that the second photos is from above also. Always much more flattering.