I want a soldier (a soldier in a busby), i want a soldier to come and play with me. i'd give him cream cakes (big ones, sugar ones) i'd give him cream cakes and cream for his tea
i want a soldier (a tall one, a red one)
in spare moments, in between all of the work work work, i have filled my time with the cosiest and loveliest of things. to make all of the work much much easier. there has been...
magical cupcakes, with stars on top, homemade soup, wollen socks, christmas lights, cups of tea, warm sweet milk, custard creams. amelie and funny face, charlie and lola, being swallowed by the duvet. christmas pyjamas, christmas wishes, giggles, sneezles. poppy snuggles, David cuddles. raindrops on my eyelashes, polkadot umbrellas, lace up shoes, scarves and mittens. post sending, post receiving. hot choclate and cookies, toblerone, milkshakes. sprinkles and sparkles, plans for sparkley parties, brooch making, cutting out hearts, writing love notes. countdowns. to christmas. to home time. to half-blood-prince-dvd time. lists of all kinds. exhibition planning. smiles, rosy red cheeks, rosy red noses. fairy lights, vanilla candles. shampoo that smells of strawberrys and cream. raindrops on my eyelashes, library visits, whispers whispers. chocolate pennies, tiny deer, drawings and photo-taking. owl pendants, sweet goodbyes, train journeys, sewing on trains, sweet ladys on trains, little chats with a kind stranger. arriving home. big smiles. big hugs. mothers dinners, ollies cuddles.
because i am home now, for the weekend. how happy it has made me! to see my family again. I had a lovely homemade dinner yesterday ffrom mother, lots of cups of tea, some milk and biscuits, games with ollie. we played with his toy soldier. he is wooden and red and lovely. i wish for one of my very own to take with me when i go to university. we also played narnia, and then read bedtime stories. as I had not seen my dear little brother for so long, i read him lots of bedtime stories. we had stories of dinosaurs, stories of christmas, stories of charlie and lola, of peaches and pears and plums. and a very special book. an aa milne treasury, with many stories and poems. stories of tigger and rabbit and pooh and piglet and eeyore and kanger and roo and wise old owl. and christopher robin. and poems about raindrops and about snow and about friendship, and a special one, called at home (at the start of this post). and i remembered poems that I had read years and years ago (if i were john and john were me, then id be six and hed be three...).
and one of my very favourites, the end. with the end line being my favourite of all...
"but now im six im as clever as clever, so i think i'll be six now forever and ever..."
and i think i will.
today we are all going to a christmas market, in an old town, a favourite of ours. it should be magical!! i will tell you all about it.