This afternoon little Grandson came out of school with a sore throat.We got him to lie down with a blanket on for warmth.Then he had to suffer hubbie and I singing old songs like 7 little girls,sitting in the back seat kissing and a hugging with Fred,Paddy Maginty's goat(Val Doonican)Right said Fred,we'll have to take the roof off and She wore an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini.I think he was praying for his Mum to come home! Any other songs from all our childhoods???
How will things change if our summers keep getting hotter
I miss the woman my daughter was before she lost her husband



