dyslexic tatoo

I was reminded of something just recently that tickled me when it happened... I have a tatoo that says 'jesus' on my lower back. I get a fuuny range of reactions from 'you religious then?' to 'do you have a south american football playing husband?', but this one just tops the lot for me. we were at chatsworth house on a very warm day, sunbathing by the river and I was in my bikini. as we went down to the river for a splash and a play we went past a little girl who saw me and said 'daddy, that girl's name is...' - thoughtful pause - 'daddy, does that say jesus or jessica?' priceless!

we've been tidying and working on our house today. last week I painted this gorgeous tealy-turquoise gloss on our doors and window lintels, and today we put new numbers, handle, knocker and letter box on our door. it looks so great, I love it. it's getting to be such a cute house. it just seems wrong that it's in a city and not a twee little village somewhere in the peaks. mind you, if that was the case it would be a lot harder to leave.