There she goes.

She started school last week, at the good age of five and three quarters. She had her big new rucksack and all the matching accoutrements; lunchbox, pencil case, water bottle (of course). Anyone who has visited the house since June has had a grand tour of all of the above, …

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A life in water bottles

I never owned a water bottle in my life before I moved to Norway.  I don’t mean the light plastic disposable ones that you buy in the local corner shop to feed your thirst on the go and throw into rubbish or, hopefully, plastic recycling when done. I’ve had thousands …

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