The week DH and I managed to have lunch out together. The week DS’s favourite bendy-bus was withdrawn from service. The week we went to the school’s Christmas Quiz. The week DS perfected the art of becoming a lounge lizard.
The week the trees in our road were pollarded (and our garden wall damaged, a story for another day). The week I went with school to help out at Cinderella. The week our friend came for supper. The week of the Nativity.