Fabulous Followers..

It’s been awhile since my first Fab Followers post, so it’s time to hit the road again, I think. It might take us some time to get from house to house, Le Punk has some new wheels & doesn’t think much of pedalling, too much like hard work, she thinks (she is her Mother’s daughter…), and so I must push her along, especially up any small inclines.

Right, so, here we are, flushed from mild exertion on this crisp & foggy morn, arriving at the door of one Lovely Lola Nova. I am a little smitten with this chicky, don’t you know, and I like to visit her often, so I know she won’t mind kicking off today’s house calls.

Miss Punk has run off to annoy Poor Pony girl, Lola’s adorable daughter, so I can sit a spell & bask in Lola’s creative genius. She’s been making things…

As Le Punk comes bounding back, I wonder if Lola will notice that I suddenly look three months more pregnant than I did when I arrived – I have secreted one of her lovely cushions up my jumper. Patting my much larger ‘bump’ absent mindedly, I make my excuses and push Miss Punk off to our next destination; Jolijou.

Andrea is a busy, talented bee! I think Punky will have an entirely new outfit by the time we leave, something like this perhaps…?

Unfortunately, we’re leaving funky-less; we can hear a sewing machine whirring & the occasional exclamation I can only assume to be German cursing, but I think that Andrea is too engrossed in her work to hear the doorbell!

We decide to try another day & push on. My ample tum is starting to rumble.. where to go for a tasty smackarel…?

Happily, Sally had just put the kettle on – perhaps she sensed something in the air, because look what else was waiting for us!

*munch*Suchadeliciousvisit*gulp*Ithinkwe’llbebackagainsoonSal*mmmmm*You certainlyknowhowtomakeacoupleofgalsfeelwelcome*nomnom*

Perhaps just one more stop – it looks like rain and us without our wellies or Punk’s Miffy raincoat…

We’re welcomed into Steph’s place, but everything looks so sweet & pretty, I’m loathe to set a sticky apple-pie smothered Punk loose to wreak havoc, instead we enjoy a whirlwind tour and leave before Miss Punk has spotted this divine wee piano, which she would surely take to, perhaps with a little too much enthusiasm…

Home again, home again lickety split! Thank you all for having us today – it’s been fun and this kid’o’mine is even starting to get the hang of her new bike… as for the rest of you; if your sweet face resides in my ‘followers’ box, you best tidy up, you never know when we’ll be popping over!