Conkering...

For the first time in memory we have not collected conkers this year.

Our usual haunts are bare, the leaves are brown and falling and only the odd conker here/there.

Im not sure if it's the weather, all the rain we've had this summer or if the local trees are diseased but what I do know is that since Abba was tiny, we have collected conkers around this time of year...this is the first year that we've not managed to collect.

Heck I can remember going conkering with Gran as a small child.  She'd take her washing line prop with us and we'd wander the quiet roads of Beaconsfield giving promising looking trees a bit of a whack every now and then.

*sigh*

Sometimes change is not a good thing!

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But then sometimes change is a good thing...

On a chirpier note Fonzy started nursery yesterday!  

The nursery is attached to the school we hope he'll go to {the one where all the others went/go}

He went in with no tears on both days, I was really pretty surprised at that; I was sure we would have tears, but nope is was happy to go.

Perhaps once he realises that it is to be everyday and the novelty wears off things will change?

He was happy to see me at the end of the session, had lots to tell me etc
Making friends, enjoying the range of toys...just generally really enjoying himself!!