dancing on a rainbow
With the various bits that a small ballerina needs stuffed into my already-full-to-the-brim nappy bag, the weekly trek too and from dance class demanded a more organisation cargo solution, and so I promised Miss Butterfly a ballet bag. “A rainbow one, mummy?” “of course, my love, if you want a rainbow, we’ll make a rainbow.” HA. FAMOUS. LAST. WORDS. The […]