It’s in the bag

I bought my lovely leather handbag in Bali the year before Willow was born (ah when we could flit off to the other side of the world on holiday.  Now it’s a military operation to get to the park down the road).   It’s big, soft and slouchy and great for just chucking things in. I used my bag everyday but after I had Willow it got relegated to the back of the wardrobe. I quickly realised that you need to be hands free at all times to react to whatever absurd situation taking a baby out in public throws up at you. Day…

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