Chatty chatty Woman

The boys were never particularly forthcoming with the minutae of their day. We tend to get a bit more back from them these days, but it still has to be dragged out.

Miranda by contrast will volunteer stuff and then expect you to start asking questions. Then you can't stop her, the glood gates are open...

I told her at breakfast what I'd put on the blog and she gave me a disapproving and reproachful look and shook her head.