i was a mean mother today, cos apparently, in fairyland, fairies only wear fairy dresses, NOT fairy dresses with trackies on underneath and long sleeve tops (as i was asking bilby with a cold, on a cold day, to do).

screaming, crying ensued. cos i am so mean. times like this i am grateful the lovely neighbour on the other side of us (maisonette, so shared middle wall) is a bit deaf. the screaming blue murder was not a nice sound.