Discounting the silly song, it’s a mere 20 days* since last I blogged, but my goodness a lot has happened. The second biggest news is that we had Christmas! You might have had one too. Ours involved bouncing around the country like it was a giant, witch-riding-a-pig-shaped, snow-covered pinball table, and I was expecting the latter of those compound adjectives to thwart at least one of our multifarious plans, but by some miracle, and an unexpectedly heroic performance from my little Mazda Demio, everything went smoothly.

We got presents! I won’t list them all, because we’ve just moved house (I’ll get to that later), and we haven’t worked out how to set the burglar alarm yet, so it would be foolish to advertise our pile of diamond encrusted tiaras on the internet, but I’ll mention the make-your-own-bath-bomb kit I got from my sister, and the Robert E Fuller picture I got for Jess, and the falconry day she got from my family, because they all relate in some way to things I’ve told you about previously. So you can look out for more DIY bath bomb disasters (or maybe even successes) coming soon.

And then we went for our free sitting with everyone’s favourite Leicestershire photographer, which was fun but slightly depressing in that he’s only been doing it for, oh I don’t know, a year and a bit? and he already seems like more of a Proper Photographer than I feel like a Proper Illustrator.

Apparently our picture’s in the post. I’m all excited!

And then we had the Secret Birthday Present Thing I mentioned, which I think everyone assumed was for Jess, but in fact it was for her brothers, being a tour of Old Trafford, home of Manchester United! As a lifelong fan of the beautiful game you can imagine how thrilled I was to stand in the same spot as such footballing greats as Ian Botham, Eddie Edwards and Frank Bruno, and to see first hand the very field in which they’ve performed legendary home runs and match points. Ah, happy memories.

Then Jess turned 21, and has no doubt spent all her time since doing all the things you’re not allowed to do until you’re 21, though I can’t be certain because I don’t really know what they are. And then - and this is the biggest news - we moved house!

The new place is actually an apartment, the house it’s in having been split in two at some point in the past, so we’ve gone from paying £550 a month for a house to paying £625 a month for half a house, which on the face of it doesn’t seem like a very good deal, but it’s such a nice half a house. I like to walk around just looking at it and thinking how nice it is. Though of course at present that involves climbing over boxes.

It also involved climbing over bits of wardrobe. We ordered one from Argos and it came yesterday in a million pieces. Shall I go and try to make it now? I think I will.

* Make that 22 days. I got distracted.