STEVE: Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian

Today, Steve is taking over the blog, writing about learning to cook for the vegetarian in his life (hello!). He actually wrote the bulk of this post while I was pregnant, hence the focus on me going right off meat substitutes.

Over to Steve:

Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian - Smiley Soup

I’ve always been enthusiastic about food but I’ve not always put a huge amount of thought into what I put on a plate. While I’ve been living with Sarah I’ve done the bulk of the cooking as I enjoyed it; she was less enamoured with the cooking process so did more of the washing up.

My initial vegetarian repertoire was not that expansive. Roasted Mediterranean vegetables got old quickly and ready meals weren’t a sustainable answer. Quorn was a handy solution. It could be cooked in so many different ways I started adventuring with what I prepared. I got a Quorn cookbook on a deal and went to town. I’ve probably used more recipes from that book than any other I own. It was a great launch pad to start modifying recipes to suit taste and available ingredients. I started looking back at all my meaty recipes and seeing ways to make it vegetarian just by substituting in Quorn. While it got me experimenting with different dishes and expanding my repertoire it also turned into something of a crutch.

Early during Sarah’s pregnancy she went off Quorn. We were assuming it was just a pregnancy thing and she might well be ok with it again after the baby arrived (not as yet). However, there were several months until that was even an option again. I had to expand my horizons again.

At first this involved a lot of pasta. It’s one of our staples and wasn’t a huge stretch to do without Quorn.

However, I wanted to try fit in a wider range of ingredients. While Sarah had to carry the baby I could at least contribute to her development and wellbeing through nutrition. Into my cookbooks I delved.

Initially I was daunted. There were so many ingredients that I’d never cooked with. Butternut squash, sweet potatoes, swede, parsnips, avocado. I’d at most bought ready meals containing them previously.

There are several cookbooks that I have been enjoying working through and seeing new possibilities in. Many have meat recipes but I’ve frequently used them as a starting point and simply substituted or omitted the meat. Here they are.

Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian - Cookbooks

A Modern Way to Eat by Anna Jones

This was actually on Sarah’s wishlist and my parents bought it for her at Christmas. This is a great book. It’s expansive with some really straightforward recipes for tasty and healthy food. It also has some guidelines and flowcharts to give ideas on how to create and modify your own recipes. Not only that but the variety of ingredients and the simplicity of the recipes opened my eyes to what I could cook.

Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian - Coconut Soup

A Girl called Jack by Jack Monroe

A present from Sarah. This has some great recipes that she had fed her small son with but also suggestions about how to do them on a budget. Try own brands, use cheaper alternatives. She also talks about food poverty very well. The bean and dark chocolate chili is a favourite.

The Quorn Kitchen

This was my go to recipe book for a long time. It will hopefully be used again but maybe not as regularly. I’ve lost some weight since we stopped eating Quorn as much but that’s probably more to do with not going to the pub nearly as often!

Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian - Basic Pasta


Small M&S book with numerous pasta recipes of varying complexity. This was initially an invaluable resource when I was trying to figure out what else to cook.

Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian - Spiced apple porridge

Hungover Cookbook by Milton Crawford

Mostly of the breakfast variety but some great ways to start a weekend. I’m fond of the spiced apple porridge and Turkish breakfast.

Brilliant Bread by James Morton

Make nice bread without too much effort or a breadmaker. Essentially less kneading and more leaving the yeast for a while to do the work. I’ve been practising the basic recipes more than the advanced stuff. I want to get to a point where I’m making some every week rather than just once in blue moon.

Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian - Homemade Bread

Gok Wan Cooks Chinese

The TV series happened to be on last time I properly had the flu. The recipes tend to be of a more meaty variety so need a bit of thought to do without Quorn or a similar veggie alternative. The sticky rice method was nice and easy though and gets used.

Super Grains and Seeds by Amy Ruth Finegold

A present from Sarah’s sister. Focuses on introducing nutritious alternatives into cooking. While I’ve not tried out too many of the recipes in this one yet, it has given me ideas on incorporating different things into our diet. It’s also not exclusively vegetarian so some recipes may need some adaption.

Things on Toast by Tonia George

Great for breakfasts, snacks and lunches. Particularly the Indian Scrambled Eggs on naan bread.

Cooking for a (Pregnant) Vegetarian - Curry


No meaty recipes to think about adapting. This was also very useful when trying to move away from a Quorn heavy diet.

100 Pizza recipes

M&S. There were a few weeks pre-baby where I was enthused with this book and we ate far too much pizza. Its time will come again. Perhaps I will make the dough also!

Honourable mentions: Jamie Oliver’s various efforts; Levi Roots; Gino D'Campo’s idiet; Simon Rimmer’s Accidental Vegetarian. Also Pinterest.

In conclusion I’m finding the more I cook with different recipes and ingredients the more confident I am adapting and improvising depending on what is in the cupboard. Not every experiment will work but it’s a learning process, finding what flavours work together. Buying larger quantities for economy has meant finding ways to use the extra after the initial recipe I had in mind.

I’m also gratified that I’d already been cooking with a number of ingredients that are supposedly good for developing foetal brains. Namely avocado, hard boiled eggs, sweet potatoes, greek yoghurt, spinach and lentils. Of course Sarah will have gotten the essentials from vitamin supplements but a bit extra can’t hurt.

Preparing food for a teething Matilda, that will be a whole other adventure!

A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey

A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - View from Premier Inn, Leith

This was the view I woke up to on Saturday morning: Edinburgh to the left; the Forth Rail Bridge to the right; further to the right, I could see across Fife; further to the left, the harbour at Newhaven. Gorgeous.

I had spent the night at the Premier Inn on Leith Waterfront (that's it in the picture below).

A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - Premier Inn, Leith

Premier Inn contacted me recently to see whether I fancied not only a night in one of their Edinburgh hotels but breakfast and an improv comedy workshop in the morning. I - well, I was going to say I had no hesitation in accepting but I did hesitate long enough to check that Steve was okay with solo parenting for twenty-four hours (he and Matilda could have come along but we're still a bit scared of taking her on long train journeys!). He couldn't bring himself to refuse - my excitement was obvious; I have always had a bit of an "I could be a stand up comedian!" fantasy which has been further fuelled by reading Tina Fey's and Amy Poehler's autobiographies. This was my big chance to indulge it.

Also: an uninterrupted night of not having to share a bed with two other people and a cat! And food! Yes!

As it turned out, my train down to Edinburgh was hugely delayed so it was coming on for 11pm when I made it to the hotel. I didn't have a chance to (!) read a book for hours or (!) watch a film or (!) drink a tiny bottle of wine. I starfished on the king size bed and that was me out for nine hours.

A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - Premier Inn Purple Sauce Sachet

In the morning, I made the most of the all you can eat Full Breakfast - three courses' worth of it. Premier Inn had been quite keen for me to sample their new Purple Sauce but I'm not really keen on condiments (sorry, Premier Inn) so I just stole a sachet for Steve instead (sorry again, Premier Inn). The small boy at the table next to me liked it so much he was begging his parents to let him stay there for lunch, though.

After breakfast, I had half an hour before heading to the improv workshop so I had a quick stroll around the harbour. It was a warm, still morning and loads of men on boats wished me a good day - lovely.

A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - View of Newhaven from Leith Premier Inn
A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - Ropes in the water at Newhaven
A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - View from Premier Inn, Leith
A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - Window in Newhaven

Then it was off to the workshop at the Haymarket Premier Inn - eeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!

Also there were Ellen from In a Bun Dance along with her two eldest sons, Stephanie from Stephanie Arsoska, Lisa from The China Doll Diaries, Laura from The Breastest News, Susie from The Glasgow Dragonfly, Tasha from Hello Freckles and Jenny from Monkey and Mouse (all of those blogs are worth clicking through to). Also a couple of friends and family and Sophie, the PR person who had arranged everything.

Of course, I'm that person in the photo:

Bloggers at Premier Inn Edinburgh Improv Comedy Workshop
A Comfy Bed, A Cooked Breakfast and Pretending to be Tina Fey - The Maydays comedy troupe

The workshop was being run by three members of The Maydays (pictured above).

By the time we got there, my initial excitement had been replaced by nerves - I had no idea what I had let myself in for and had visions of being shoved up on stage and told, "Describe your breakfast! Be funny about it! NOW!"

Luckily, that was not how it went!

It. Was. Brilliant.

Over the course of ninety minutes, we all went from clinging nervously to cups of tea at one edge of the room to ditching our self-consciousness and roaring with laughter.

I won't describe all of the games (I could say "exercises" but that doesn't sum up how playful the whole workshop was) because you should go to one of these workshops (or find a group near you) and I don't want to give too much away. Amongst them, though, was the "Yes, and..." game I had read about in Amy Poehler's book - briefly: you pair up; one of you makes a statement; the other agrees and adds to it; repeat, repeat, repeat as things become more and more ridiculous. It was so much fun to come up with increasingly ludicrous suggestions and not be met by doubt or negativity.

Edinburgh bloggers' improv workshop

I feel so lucky to have been invited along to this event by Premier Inn. Improv is something I have long wanted to try and it completely lived up to my expectations; add in getting to meet several really lovely bloggers, having a good night's sleep and downing a mountain of food and the whole thing couldn't have been improved on.

I had a baby to get back to so, alas, I didn't have time to take in any of Edinburgh's festival events but I'm really looking forward to heading back down in a couple of years when Matilda's old enough to enjoy herself, too.

Has anybody else tried improv comedy?

Disclaimer: Bed, breakfast and the improv workshop were all courtesy of Premier Inn but the views are entirely my own. 

Further Edinburgh adventures: Camera Obscura, the Wild Wild East and bazillions of butterflies.

On Sleeping Through the Night, Babysitters and Other Things About Which People Have Ever So Many Opinions

On Sleeping Through the Night, Babysitters and Other Things About Which People Have Ever So Many Opinions - Baby Rooftops looking in the mirror

One of the main phrases leading people to my blog at the moment is "how to get a baby to sleep through the night".

I get it. The early weeks of multiple night feeds are tough; the later weeks when your baby's gloriously predictable sleeping pattern falls apart are incredibly frustrating; Matilda's still waking up once a night and it's exhausting (and I'm not looking forward to the assorted sleep regressions). 

So I've had my (long and frequent) moments of googling for sleep solutions. 

I hate to say it, though, but I really don't think there's a quick fix answer.

I don't.

I'm starting to suspect that all of these tips and tricks and techniques - shushing your baby a certain way; cuddling them; not cuddling them; keeping the room at 18.555789 degrees - are only actually parenting placebos. They let us feel like we're doing something productive to solve the "problem" while our babies blissfully - or crankily, as the case may be - get on with growing out of their night feeds by themselves.

Oh, sure, there are things we can do to help them get to sleep more easily (don't let them get too tired). There are things we can do to help them stay asleep (don't let the cats jump on them). There are things we can do to help them learn day from night (don't have any lie ins). But we can't make them stop needing fed for a twelve hour stretch until they're physically ready to last that long.

Our approach is very much: wait it out. Matilda dropped the first of her three night feeds around six weeks without prompting; she dropped the second around twelve weeks without prompting; the third one will vanish in her own time.

Still, there will be people who say we're too soft on her, going to her when she cries, letting her sleep in our bed some of the time, allowing her to set her own feeding schedule.

There will be other people who think we're too hard on her, having a bedtime routine at all, putting her in her crib while we're sitting up in the living room, planning to move her into her own bedroom sooner rather than later.

It's not just sleep, though. Whatever the parenting decision - to give or not give a dummy; to wean early or late; to dress you daughter in neon pink tutus or grey dungarees - there will be people at both ends of the spectrum who believe that you're getting it wrong.

Most of the parents I know have been told, at some point, that they're letting their baby walk all over them (yeah, my baby wishes she could walk all over anything) and/or that they're making a rod for their own back (by giving their baby hugs). A lot of them have also been told that they're being unduly harsh (for withholding sugary treats). Often they're being told this by the exact same set of grandparents.

I hear and read a lot of discussions in which parents question their own approach, not because they feel like they're doing the wrong thing but because so many people have told them so that they're starting to wonder if it's true.

I've even seen the supposedly reassuring responses devolve into in-fighting about the specifics. No, there's nothing wrong with your particular style of parenting as long as you do it exactly according to the exact same book as I do.

I find this fixation on parenting styles more than a little bizarre. Steve and I lean towards attachment/gentle parenting because we like cuddling Matilda, we find babywearing convenient (when it's not pouring with rain) and because baby led everything makes more sense to us than trying to force an infant into a grown up style routine. 

But the bits which don't work for us, we do differently.

We don't want to co-sleep for three years, so we won't. Breastfeeding wasn't working out for us, so we switched to bottles. We first left Matilda with a babysitter (my mum) when she was five weeks old and I look forward to the couple of hours every weekend when Steve takes Matilda out without me.

Several times while I was pregnant, people warned me that the first time Steve took the baby "away" from me would be incredibly difficult. I was prepared for that. I expected to spend their entire trip fretting, staring anxiously out the window and fighting the urge to phone him and see if they were still alive. But I knew Steve was really looking forward to taking her for walks in the carrier and I had made a conscious decision to get the first time over with within a few days of her coming home. 

In actual fact, having been apart from Matilda for so long while she was in the neonatal unit, I found it surprisingly easy to let them go off without me. And it's something I personally believe is important - I think it's important for them to have some specific father-daughter time and I think it's important for me to have the odd hour here and there when I don't have to be in the role of "Mum".

But that is my opinion. If you spend every moment with your baby, enjoy it; if you go out with your friends every weekend and leave your baby with a sitter, enjoy it.

Because parenting shouldn't stop life being fun. 

If anything, parenting should make life more fun. It's all the excuse you need to splash in puddles and sing silly songs and watch Lilo and Stitch on repeat. And to hell with anyone who questions the educational merits of looking for shapes in the clouds.

Matilda Meets Elise

Elise from "Elise and Life" with Matilda Rooftops

Earlier this week, Elise came up to Aberdeen for an afternoon. I was very excited for Matilda to meet my oldest and closest blogging friend - I even dressed her in an Elise-style navy and white dress specially.

On the day, I was a bit frazzled. After five weeks of sleeping through until at least 4am, Matilda had been up a couple of times overnight and I was suffering for it! We stumbled as far as the Marks & Spencer cafe nearest the train station so I could refuel and get my head straight.

From there, it was on to Union Terrace Gardens to enjoy the warm weather and chat about all things blogging (and some things baby and travel).

And finally, when Matilda seemed to be getting fed up of the fresh air, we headed to the cafe in The Belmont Filmhouse for tea and cake. Matilda was quite happy to lie on the table between us for an hour and stare at the word "SEARCH" on a poster to her left. Babies, eh? Easily amused. When we got home and I showed her the gorgeous green blanket Elise had knitted for her, she was more interested in the pink tissue paper it was wrapped in - Steve and I love the blanket, though, so thank you, Elise, from us!

Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park

Aberdeen bloggers' meet up at Duthie Park

Back row: Karen, Anastasia, Me, Amy, Amey
Front row: Hannah, Sam
(Picture by Sam)

On Sunday, the second #abzmeet Aberdeen bloggers' meet up took place at Duthie Park (I blogged about the first one here). Karen, Anastasia, Amey and Sam who I met last time were there along with Amy from Bead Bash (who I have been talking to on Twitter for ages - so good to finally meet her!) and Hannah from Granite City Girl.

The original plan was to have cake in the cafe then a wander around the Winter Gardens with cameras in hand but a few days before the event we realised that there was a huge fun day taking place, too. Obviously we still started off with cake but then we spent a bit of time checking out the attractions.

Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Band playing in bandstand

We were all quite taken with the vintage car and buses:

Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Amey and Hannah in vintage car
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Anastasia and Sarah in vintage car

And I was quite taken with the unicorn. Which either tells you a lot about me or a lot about the other six bloggers:

Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Sarah on a unicorn

Karen was the only one who tried the netball (which definitely tells you something about me and the ways in which I'm prepared to risk making a fool of myself. Riding unicorns? Yes. Being publicly bad at sports/anything at all, really? Eek! No!):

Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Tiny Bird Heart tries netball

Fun day admired, Karen, Amey, Hannah and I headed into the Winter Gardens and took the obligatory several hundred photos of pretty flowers. Here's the tiniest selection of mine:

Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Red flowers
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Red buds
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Pink flowers
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - New Romantics flowers
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Show off fuchsias
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Purple flower
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Spiky blue ball of flowers
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Goth leaves
Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Possibly a sparrow

Oh yeah, and we also saw a frog.

Aberdeen Bloggers' Meet Up at Duthie Park - Frog

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition)

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Unicorn Babygrow

Matilda is seventeen weeks old today. In official terms, that makes her four months old. In clothing terms, last week she (largely) moved into her 6-9 month wardrobe.

She's a tall baby; she's on the 91st centile (which, for those of you who don't speak Baby, means that if 100 baby girls were lined up in order of height, only nine of them would be taller than her). Still. It seems crazy that she's out of her 3-6 month clothes already.

We weren't ready to part with them. They were all so cute.

I wish I'd remembered to photograph her in them all. But I didn't.

So indulge me while I go through (what I have of) her 3-6 month outfit greatest hits.

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Superman Outfit
Matilda wears: Muslin - Faye and Lou (I never thought I would rave about muslins but we were given a pack of these and they are AWESOME); Superman vest - Marks & Spencer (DC Comics 4 pack); Leggings - Sainsburys; Socks - Think my mum bought them in a supermarket but I'm not sure which one.

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Motorhead outfit
Matilda wears: Motörhead vest - bought from Amazon but available elsewhere, too; Leggings - M&Co (two part outfit - see cat jumper below); Rattle socks - These were a gift but I've seen them in TK Maxx.

The DC comics and Motörhead vests were the first things Steve bought for Matilda. Long before she was born, we knew those two photos were going to be taken; there is another of her in a Flash vest with all her limbs ablur.

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - That Hat. Those Leggings.
Matilda wears: Hat - Mothercare; Vest - Sainsburys (5 pack); Leggings - Next; Socks - Marks & Spencer

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Casual Stripes
Matilda wears: Vest - Mothercare (5 pack); Leggings - M&Co (as above)

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Tiger Vest
Matilda wears: Vest - Marks & Spencer; Leggings - Sainsburys (3 pack)

For the most part, we dressed Matilda in a vest and leggings this summer. They kept her covered up when we were out and about in the sunshine/wind but also let her move around more than dresses did.

That said, she had some gorgeous frocks (has, in fact, as most of them still fit her) - no vaguely special occasion passed without me putting her in something pretty.

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Pinafore
Matilda wears: Vest - Marks & Spencer (5 pack); Pinafore - Debenhams (two part outfit - see pink leggings below)

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Spotty Smock
Matilda wears: Smock top - BHS

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Cat Jumper
Matilda wears: Jumper - M&Co (two part outfit, as above); Leggings - Debenhams (two part outfit, as above)

Well, except for Father's Day when of course this had to be worn:

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Daddy is my Superhero tee
Matilda wears: T-shirt - Next (boys' section - discontinued; the girls' version is here); Leggings - Jasper Conran (hand-me-down from her four year old cousin)

And speaking of Steve, guess who she inherited this Paddington T-shirt from...?

Matilda Rooftops: Style Icon (3-6 month edition) - Vintage Paddington T-shirt
Matilda wears: Vest - Marks & Spencer (5 pack - as above); Paddington T-shirt - vintage

DISCLAIMER: Where something is still available to buy, I've linked to it but there are no affiliate/sponsored links in this post.

More witterings: Cute clothes are not the only good thing about babies, there's nothing wrong with selfie sticks and that time Elise and I photographed lots of old buildings in Dundee (we're meeting up again tomorrow and I can hardly wait!!!!)

What I've Been Reading Recently

Kindle and Smarties

Lillian on Life by Alison Jean Lester*
Lillian is a woman of "a certain age" who drifts between recollections of her past relationships, current sex life, years in Europe and family entanglements. In telling her story, she never plays coy or blurs her behaviour - she is upfront about her personal ethics, her passions and her regrets. I was a little uncomfortable with how much of her own sense of self seemed centred around the men in her life but, then, for all that she urges readers to form their own identity, I guess that was part of the point. I came away from this book thinking that not much had happened in it but, on reflection, Lillian has packed a lot into her life and it was refreshing to read such a light, unapologetic take on life's big emotions.

Moving by Jenny Eclair*
This follows three interlinked people through significant times in their lives: the old lady reminiscing as she prepares to sell the family home; the naive rich student falling in love with the scruffy downstairs neighbour; the spoilt, lazy man returning home to visit his dying mother. Interesting character studies, some horrifying (but sometimes horrifyingly understandable) behaviour and a dollop of nostalgia mix to make this very readable. The only downside was that I didn't like any of the characters. Not one of them. Which made it hard to care about the outcome.

Fishbowl by Bradley Somer*
Usually I feel really bad about writing negative reviews ("What if the author sees? Their feelings! Their poor feelings!") but when you start your book with a chapter all about how very, very deep and very, very clever your premise is you're kind of inviting your readers to turn on you. This isn't very, very deep or very, very clever but it is the kind of book which becomes a cult hit because stoned youngsters think it is. At 36 and not in the least bit inebriated, I found it full of tediously familiar caricatures and one really pretentious fish.

Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon*
The first book I've read in under 24 hours since Matilda was born. Admittedly, it's a short book and she was having a sleepy growth spurt sort of a day but the important thing here is that I kept choosing to pick up my Kindle rather than scrolling through Twitter. This is a YA book about a girl who is allergic to the outside world; she is very accepting of her isolated life indoors until a cute, funny boy moves in next door... You already know how this story is going to end but Maddy is a really likeable character with a clear, witty, honest voice and I very much enjoyed reading her story.

Lolly Willowes by Sylvia Townsend Warner
First published in 1926, this is the story of a forty-something spinster who decides to leave her brother's home and move to the countryside. Once there, she finds herself making a pact with the devil and becoming a witch. I really enjoyed the Victorian household section and the part about Lolly settling into village life - when all the witchcraft starts (the part I was actually looking forward to) it started to feel a bit fan fiction for my liking. Still, it was interesting to see how concepts of the supernatural - and attitudes towards unmarried women - have changed in the last ninety-odd years.

*Provided by the publisher or agent for review

The 9 Day Weekend

Steve had last week off work. We weren't going away so - to me - it felt more like a really long weekend than an actual holiday. There was DIY, a wedding dance, visits from relatives and a teeny tiny bit of quiet time together as a family of three.

However you choose to describe it, here's how it looked:

Butterfly on wooden pallet
"Eat Well, Love Life" inside a jam jar lid
Sarah Rooftops on a tyre swing
Old wall in the woods
Black cat (Polly) sleeping on windowsill
Mugs of tea on shed window ledge
Baby Rooftops smiling
Red... lily? iris?
Sarah and Steve Rooftops, clearly inebriated
Baby Rooftops in the garden