Oh. My. The Style Mentors (and a bit on me and mine)

Stuff The boy wrote a song about his much adored Nana today. ‘Nana nana nana naaaaaaana. Nana is a lady.’ Followed by verse 2 ‘Clemmence Clemmence Clemence Cleeeeeeemence. Clemence is a bug.’ We’re staying in Ascot with Ben’s parents (Nana and Papa) while we go to a big European church convention in Windsor which starts … Continue reading