Last week:
- I became a British Citizen

I swore my allegiance to the Queen in a ceremony in the local town hall.

No 3 was expecting the Queen herself to attend (actually when I picked him up off school he thought we were heading for Buckingham Palace...) but he soaked up the whole thing like a sponge nonetheless.
What a wonderful age 7 is. He asked me afterward: "Mum, now that you are half English... does this mean that I become 1/4 Italian?". Sweet.
No 2 was worried about missing cricket club and No 3 was just happy to have missed any school at all. Philistines.
- Last week I also had an art session at school making felt with 7yr olds. Mayhem.

Chaos. Anarchy. BUT they produced some really really cool 'landscapes' and had lots of fun, which in the end it is all that matters. We used this method here.
"Is this real wool from a real sheep? ... I've never seen a blue sheep".
Oh dear. City kids.
- I made Palmiers. And ate lots of Palmiers too. Couldn't be helped.

(basically I got a store-bought pack of rolled puff-pastry... covered in granulated sugar pressing the sugar into it with a rolling pin, folded the lot, sliced it and baked it. Totally and dangerously delicious)
- And last but not least, I received in the post the most beautiful spoon rest in the whole wide world:

I bought it on Etsy from this shop.
Love it.
A lot more happened last week... the last hockey tournament, the last rugby session... Mr M and I went to a ball, my sister bought a car and I lost 2lb (hurray)... I am reading "Wolf Hall' and am loving it. Hope you had a good one too.