Surprise Macarons

On Monday I made a Valentine’s Day effort and blowdried my hair, which turned out to be a complete waste of time as it bucketed down while I was collecting the children from crèche and I returned to the house sopping wet. My little girl refuses to let me put the rain cover on her pram and loves stretching out her hands to catch the droplets, which means I have to endure stern glances and ‘helpful’ comments anytime we’re out in adverse weather, which is frequently. As a result I’ve perfected my ‘no parenting advice please’ face and it’s amusing to watch people internally debate whether they should say something or not.