Ever wondered that the phrase "quiet as a mouse" might be wrong? I know I have! I've been thinking about it all day. After a rather restless night, caused partly by a mouse (or maybe mice) running round the place making lots and lots of noise. I'm not too sure how many mice we have around the place. Two have already been trapped, and there's at least one more that I've observed over the past couple of evenings. Oh well, wait and see what happens, I guess.
Sunday was Phoebe's fourth birthday (yes, I know I said Monday in my previous post, but I stuffed up). I bought Phoebe a book on making tiaras...so once she made a couple, guess who ended up wearing one...?
Yup...me...
Oh, and just a random-ish sign which was sitting outside one of the city's second-hand book stores:
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