A difficult decision

I have made a very difficult decision today. Have your hankies ready ... (George is fine, don't worry!)

It is time to throw out our Fisher Price house. 

Someone - Husband I think - stood on it and broke the roof. He repaired it once but it cracked again. His latest attempts have been unsuccessful. Even if he could find a glue stronger than 'Very Very Very Strong Glue' there would still be sharp edges.

Our three children played with this house as have six of our seven grandchildren but I wouldn't go out and buy anything dangerous for them so I can't justify the risk, just because it's old and much-loved. I've hung on to it for as long as I possibly could, and they're like gold dust - and as expensive - on ebay. 

Oh well, here's a photo of my first sunflower. I think it's probably the first one I've ever grown successfully. 

REPRIEVE!

Husband came home from his walk and I told him I was throwing the house away. He said, 'Aw, all the children loved that.'

He went and picked it up from where I'd left it by the back door ready to go out. 'I suppose I could try sticking it again - but it will still have sharp edges.'

'We could cover those with tape?'

Da-dah!

Incidentally, the forty-year-old house has been sitting mournfully in the dining-room for the last six months waiting to see if Husband could mend it.