So, it's the beginning of the holidays. That'd be the almost nine (yes, NINE) week Summer Holidays. I've done 4 loads of washing this morning in the hope of getting all the school uniform and sports kit processed and put away.
Much paper detritus had been shovelled out of bedrooms to make way for the influx from this year's work. It seems paying £1 per bag tossed really helps to focus the mind on just how essential it is to hang on to things. Turns out my most mercenary child is highly susceptible to cash bribes, in spite of his pack rat tendencies.
But there are only so many domestic chores one can expect to accomplish each day - holidays require projects and this one seems destined to be the year of movie making.
So I give you 'The House Next Door'. Shot by my offspring, entirely in pyjamas. Beat that Spielberg.