Saturday, July 20, 2013


He has his very own umbrella, which we found at an op shop a few weeks ago and he adores it. He drags it around the house, talks about the colours and pictures on it, and asks for it to be opened, "op, op" (and closed, and opened, and closed...). 

It seems that, when each housemate moves away, they leave an awesome, huge umbrella with their ex-employer's logo on it. They are much bigger and better than our own umbrellas so I find this quite exciting (and it's good to look for positives in the sad times - when friends go far away!).