Today I had to go to the shop and get:
Hot Cross Buns (6),
Previously, Peanut has shown a liking for:
Cheese (the pasteurised, hard kind I’m still allowed),
Yogurt (any, especially gooseberry or similar),
Milk (on cereal),
Salad (in abnormal quantities),
and I’m going crazy about vegetables.
I am rather queasy around coffee, tea and chocolate (despite giving in to habit and regretting it often). I am more queasy than usual around bananas.
On a different note, I just finished reading Jane Eyre, and decided she needs to get out more. And never trust a lunatic in your attic, while I think of it.
Nineteenth century literature brings home to me how odd it is for me to be able to publish a picture of a child that will not be born for 6 months to an audience comprising family, friends, a sister as far away as can reasonably be imagined and several googlers per week wondering what threescore means. All this was beyond any fantasy Jane Eyre dreamt up as a child. Madness!