Yesterday I gathered these...they are the last of our plums on our tree. This was taken before the girls mushed some of them!! Argh!
The wild damsons are ready in the hedge down the lane...I might gather them this evening.
Today I ended up in A and E in our local hospital. B fell and banged her head on a stone as she climbed out the door of the car. Nothing major but it still needed attention.
Thankfully a good friend of ours was the Triage Nurse on duty. We were seen very quickly and by a very nice Doctor who glued her poor head!
All she want's now is a bath...which she can't have!
Believe it or not today's hospital visit is the first time my twins have been separated for any length of time. R was bit upset at us leaving, but she quickly cheered up. I never intentionally did this, but it just seems to have happened that way.
The Triage Nurse has twins who had never been apart for 24 hrs by the time they were 21 (at least)! I always said I would never let that happen, but I would imagine it easily could.
Raising twins is a complex issue!