When I checked the weather out of my window today I thought of “Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day. It’s a book I read with my daughters.
Back then the days always ended with cuddling and reading a story to each in turn, they smelled fresh and powdery from their bath and a story settled them down ready for sleep.
What books did you read with your children that you remember fondly?
Are you reading to your grandchildren on WhatsApp or Zoom during lockdown, as my friend is? What are they particularly enjoying.
Is there such a thing as delicious ready meals?
How do you acknowledge Easter.