Monday 23rd July 2012 

The weir at Henley

A day with my boy and girl. We had no fights, nobody lost their rag. We had a giggle. And they look sweet walking together. I like this picture. Going to keep it in my head.

Nonetheless Olly went back to his dad’s to sleep, despite J staying at mine for a nice supper. Olly isn’t quite ready to stay overnight with me yet, he says. Baby steps, Charlotte, I tell myself. Baby steps.