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One of the first things that happened when R and I arrived in Cardiff today was that B presented me with The Gruffalo and asked to have it read to him. In truth he doesn’t have the patience yet for … Continued
One of the first things that happened when R and I arrived in Cardiff today was that B presented me with The Gruffalo and asked to have it read to him. In truth he doesn’t have the patience yet for … Continued
Today was earmarked for unpacking and setting up the R5, and – apart from about half an hour wandering around the garden, and an hour or so helping R to resolve an unexpected domestic crisis – I spent the whole … Continued
“Would you like to go to the playground in the park?” enquired R. “Yes,” said B. “Mmmmm,” I said warningly. “It’ll be crazy on a Sunday.” “Probably not, at this time,” said R – at which point I realised that … Continued
In another odd piece of synchronicity, here is the Boy Wonder kneeling under a beech tree this afternoon, searching for nuts, on the day when Chris Packham explained about mast years – that is, the cyclical fruiting of beech trees … Continued
The Boy Wonder had got himself up onto the base of this sculpted tree with no real difficulty, but apparently getting down again required grandparental assistance. Sometimes I think he just wants to make sure we’re not slacking. Despite being … Continued
When Baby B and I emerged from the Swedish café this afternoon (where he’d eaten all the cardamom bun, bar a small piece he’d sweetly offered to R – see below – and a sub-atomic particle he’d presented to me, … Continued