A long, long time ago, we were selling the house and moving. We had the dishiest estate agent I have ever seen, he was drop dead gorgeous. One day the phone rang, and my 4 year old daughter answered it. (Oh, how I wish I hadn't heard every word she said!!) 'Can I speak to mummy please,' he asked. 'No, said daughter, 'she's on the toilet going pooh'. imageimageimage

I was never able to look that man in the face ever again. image

Paula x