Rosie has a piece of creative writing in a Young Writers' anthology:
IF DOGS COULD TALK
Life's not to my taste. It's grim. Fetch this, pull that. If he wants the ball, he has to get off the sofa and fetch it. Then there's the walk. I can go, on my own, without a rope around my neck. 'Dog!' he yells. Here we go...
again!
We went to Clip 'n' Climb for our birthday with Ella and Katie. This is Holly at the top of the face-to-face wall.
It's our unofficial birthday tomorrow. We chose presents.
Holly:
Rosie:
Holly ran the Race For Life with Mum today.
The girls have been learning to sail. This is Holly having a lovely time.
Rosie found a travel bug while geocaching.
Holly has been modelling. Not your usual ashtray nonsense. CERBERUS!
Exploring Dartmoor.
Rosie on Jimmy Page: "He looks like an old man with a boy's face."
Also: "I wish he was playing the two-handled one."
Holly:
Holly has decided to draw examples of the various way we can be killed.
Rosie came second in a regional public speaking competition! Here she is with her public speaking bookends. (Yes, they naffed up her name. Idiots.)
