There’s nothing I am expert at.
That’s why I don’t write posts that pass comment on politics or religion or the state of education or Dick Cleggerons education policy or budget cuts.
The only thing I really know anything about is my family, and that’s only because I’ve been in it for so long.
I know my place in the family tree, on what branch I sit.
I know WHO the individual members, and I know HOW they are in relation to me.
I have an opinion of them; I like or don’t like them.
I know what they do but I don’t pretend to know their minds.
I’m making this little book about them.
I’ve shrunk family photos down, laid them out on a 6x4 inch template and then printed them out at Boots.
I then cut them into 4cm squares and, with photo corners that I picked off an old photo album I found at a car boot sale, stuck them into the book I made today from paper I got at the 99p shop.
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