Erbie ate blueberries for the first time yesterday, munched them up with his lips pursed in a most adorable way at breakfast, mummy likes them too, so they've all gone. I've also discovered he'll eat a satsuma if I peel half of it and give him the whole thing, he then sucks out one side, his chewing motion is really working.
I gave him baked beans for the first time today, no that's a lie, I've tried to give him baked beans before but he has point blank refused them up until today when I offered them one at a time, cold on a spoon, straight from the tin, mummy is a slut. I think he ate about 7.
Baked beans always remind me of the film Casablanca, which The GR and I have watched countless times. There is a line in it where Rick is talking to Ilsa and says something about his life not amounting to a hill of beans, and I piped up with 'mmmmm beans', in a Homer Simpson like manner making The GR pontificate on how one of the most romantic films in history had been reduced to a reference to baked beans.
Exploring Corfu - Kerkyra, Mon Repas and Mouse Island
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Despite carrying this vintage purse around with me for eight years I'd
never visited the place embossed on the front, it was about time we did
something ...
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