The poor ballerina has lost her leg (the one that held her on the ground) so she’s a gonner but the rest of the team are here will bells on.
The big girls arrived last night – was supposed to be midnight and ended up being 1am but it was worth the wait for the big smiles and real hugs. Now I have to work out how to get them to decorate the house. One sad piece of bunting hanging off a calendar doesn’t really cut it.
Robyn Anderson 