Saturday: 3 hour antenatal class in Henley, drive home, train to Richmond, chocolate shop, meet up with Pete’s mum and sister, early dinner at Giuliano’s, geocaching on the bridge, train home, vomity child, collapse on sofa.
It’s a select gathering tonight. Here in Casa Uborka, I’m eating crisps for tea and finishing off the miraculously leftover wine from last night. Pete’s gone out to play poker, which if he’s any good at it, might be his … Continue reading
Bring some virtual hugs for Pete, who is having a tough time at work; and high fives for me as I picked up a new job this week. What’s your working week been like? [n.b. drinks will be served later … Continue reading
After weeks of feeling meh about running, also tonsillitis, half term, and general disruption from having walls painted etc, I managed to get out for a whole 2.25 miles on Monday, and fully intend same again tomorrow. Perhaps even a … Continue reading
Over the last two weeks we’ve had some walls plastered and painted, and a heating engineer has been in to scratch his chin and tell us how much it will cost to sort out the central heating (to fix a … Continue reading
I am four instructions away from a delicious and highly nutritional lunch.
I have drunk entirely too much tea today. This small pot was the first of many.
Obviously, I had nothing. Then these two PCSOs stopped a guy for cycling with no lights, when we were on our way home from swimming, and I found them irresistable.