Wednesday, 19 September 2012

First Frost.

As our toes got nipped in the first frost of the morning Roman witnessed the bin lorry pulling out of our street. For weeks I've been promising him that we'll go and watch the lorry but we haven't got round to it and so today he ran to the door and demanded, "Want to see bin lorry!" and before I could really think about it we were outside; him in a hat, nappy and shoes and me in my PJs and dressing gown. Within seconds our teeth were chattering and we ran indoors to warm up.