In my house, I FREQUENTLY call myself the pack horse, or the mule. Dumb enough to carry everything around for everyone. I am always handed things to hold, carry, keep store. I am a moving dustbin and the carrier of everything. Something needed to be done…. I finally got round to getting *myself* a nice backpack for basically EVERYTHING (this is after my previous one, pre children, was stolen by my husband – arrrgh). Luckily the lovely people at Pink Lining to mercy on me and sent me one of their GORGEOUS Pink Lining Bags. Woohoo. I am so excited and so lucky!
Day Four: ah some me time.. whilst the kids complete their Art in Park session, I go for a little wander, enjoy the flowers and collect some pine cones for future crafting…Day Five – a quick nip to the local supermarket for some, ahem, puddings.
Job done. Ruchsack is comfy to wear, looks oh soooo lovely AND is simply too practical. I am a pack horse, but a pretty one!