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Who loves snow? This baby does.

That awkward moment when you release your new baby carrier perfectly matches your t-shirt.

I carry around two bike locks so that I can secure my frame and both of my wheels. But how are you supposed to defend your handlebars or your saddle?

Earlier this month, I went on a night photography course around Leeds.

I didn’t really learn anything because I knew all the techniques, but having an experienced photography tutor there to remind you all the stuff you have forgotten and who has an eye for the perfect angle, is invaluable in getting great shots. And it was a lot of fun.

I tried to order three scoops of ice cream at Kaspas. Instead, they brought me three separate ice creams. It was very lucky that my ice cream helper was on hand to get the job finished.

Today we continue my series on people who cannot spell panini.

This shop I found in May, for example. They have at least worked out that there should not be an apostrophe there.

Leeds Beckett has not, however.

Even if the word panini was the singular form, why would you add an apostrophe there?

After Hugh & Anna’s wedding, I noticed the Shustoke Reservoir was a convenient distance from Coleshill for a Sunday morning run. THe route round has a little variety: there is a wooden section before taking in the banks for the remaining three sides.

Click the image for a larger panorama.

It is safe to say that Venla is now more dangerous than ever. She can shuffle. And she is quickly perfecting the art of speed shuffling: every day it gets faster. Which means she can get to draws, and pans, and balconies.

Time for shopping.

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Earlier this month, Kerny turned one. We celebrated with a picnic at Tetley Green.

Missing out on the latest Venla pictures? You probably need to follow me on Instagram. For those of you who are not down with the kids, here are some photos…

Venla learnt to wave last month. SHe’s enjoying it.

In May, we went back to Leeds SOUP to report on the progress at Anxiety Leeds. Venla screamed her head off last time, so this time I took her up to the front to give the talk with me. She seemed much happier in the limelight.

We went for a walk along the canal and let Venla sit in the grass. She was not sure about it at first but got used to it after a while.

You know Oreo’s? The biscuit that nobody likes because once you take the cream away from them they are just this really dry, flavourless biscuit? Well, turns out they are incredibly chocolatey in the right hands. This was shortly before Venla sent my cocktail glass smashing to the ground.