Cowboy

Walking The Child home from nursery yesterday, we came across a wannabe cowboy. Now he might not actually have wanted to be a cowboy, but he was certainly attempting a swagger of some kind. It didn’t look like a natural walk anyway. And he was wearing black suede boots that his jeans did not fit over too well. They were a bit tight too. He also had shoulder length hair tucked behind his ears, and a smart/casual jacket thing. He didn't have the hat though, which was a real shame. It just amused me slightly on an otherwise stressy trip home. The Child continues to go through her overly stubborn/overly bossy phase. If you don’t do as she wishes, you must be prepared to pay the price. Hmm. Yes, Wannabe Cowboy appeared at just the right moment.

Maybe it’s something about walking with The Child at the moment though, because on the way to nursery a couple of days ago we came across Naked Man. He was just casually shutting his living room window as we passed. It took me a moment to realise he was completely starkers as well. Fortunately there was a strategically placed armchair that hid the area that could have caused awkward questions from The Child. Though she frequently delights in telling me that boys and girls are different, in a very knowing voice. Bless her.

Oh, and Matriarch is moving into a little flat of her own as she cannot cope with stairs anymore. There was a choice between her own flat or a stair lift. She opted for the flat. Maybe now The Ex will be permitted to move back home so that he can sort his finances and move into more affordable (and suitable) accommodation? Might be hoping for too much there of course.