When I go up north I stay with some lovely people who are become very good friends of our family. They have a very small rickety Wendy house for the a children of which I have to crawl into to get in. We have a bit of a Sunday ritual up north. Milly loves going to church so I usually join her in the morning followed by lunch or an activity in the Afternoon. One of our activities is going back to where I'm staying and watching billy Elliot. I left her for 5 minutes and found her outside in a howling wind with her coat and mine layered up in the Wendy house with my laptop watching billy Elliot. She stayed and watched it all.
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