So this week has been cold, like flipping FREEZING cold as the boiler went bust and it took the boiler man 3 whole days (well it was the weekend over 2 of the days) to locate the part we needed to finally defrost.
Little Oliver (just 4) takes after my brother, his (not so little) Uncle Solos (31) who I'm currently calling Naughty Uncle Solos as he usually arrives to see the kids with bags of sweets on the naughty list (which aren't on the list to be fair), toy guns (definitely on the naughty list) and ice pops-mostly in the winter. Le sigh.
