‘What just happened?’ asks a stunned Rose. I’m speechless. If I had a paper bag, I’d be breathing into it. Rose and baby Joy are staying with us whilst Si and the team are working on their house. Today’s plan is to wander up to the local goat farm, show Joy the goats and maybe buy some Christmas presents in the shop. As it turns out we’re wildly off the mark; it’s true the goats look adorable in their setting of breathtaking scenery, but this isn’t a petting farm. As we discover when we blunder into the office looking for a shop, it’s a serious business selling serious products. In an effort to save face I ask if it’s possible to buy some milk and in ‘lost in a translation’ moment find myself lashing out on the goat equivalent of Dom Perignon White Gold.
Back home, I discover that what I’ve bought is a course of
Chuckling Goat kefir, a very powerful probiotic designed to restore gut health and repair all the damage caused by sugar, stress, environmental toxins and antibiotics. This immediately makes me feel a whole lot better and even the cost - less than the price of small cappuccino per day - seems reasonable for something that promises so much. Rose isn’t keen on the sharp, fizzy taste, but I’m an instant convert. Time will tell if my gut agrees!
It’s a sheer delight to have Rose and Joy staying; to see Joy’s beaming early morning smiles, to share cuddles and, yes, even change nappies.
It’s also a powerful reminder of how long it takes to get anything done when the universe revolves around someone so tiny. One afternoon we find ourselves at Aberaeron as dusk is falling and shops are closing. Joy’s getting hungry, but thankfully, we can sit down and have a pot of tea at
The Hive. We’re more accustomed to queuing for honey ice cream here in the summer, so it’s an unexpected pleasure to see it in this quiet, cosy, winter mode. Joy, who has seen beaches, boats, goats and cats during her visit, is entranced by the fairy lights on the ceiling. I watch her getting to know her world. She’ll never be this small again, I think to myself. Make the most of every moment.
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Time flies, Sue... even more so these days! xx
Lovely to see you, Pondside. It's been special sharing precious time this week. I expect I'll be running and jumping over buses by the time I've finished this course. I actually really like the taste - I still can't say the same about matcha which is deeply unpleasant to me! x
I think we all were, Clare but Joy kept looking up at the lights! xx