So, I was wandering down Old Stitch Street with Little One when something caught my eye. A book. An old book. As old as me.
Whoosh!! Time travel back to being about 5 and reading my favourite story. There it was, just sitting there! £4 later and it’s mine, all mine! Can’t quite believe it but I’m sooooo happy. The boys will have to wait however. Mummy’s reading this one first 🙂
Update: turns out Other Half was read this when he was small too – trips down memory lane all round! Aren’t the pictures lovely? The Mother Bird just looks so contented to have her chick back….