When the Boy Wonder arrived home from school he asked for a cookie, and I offered him a dark chocolate ginger biscuit. “Mmmm,” he said appreciatively after taking a bite. “Spicy. Can I have another one?” “Finish that one first,” … Continued
… and the living is easy. The Boy Wonder has come to the Shire sans parents, to stay with his maternal oldies overnight. I engineered this trip on hearing that an evening’s babysitting was on offer, because I want to … Continued
On our way to Cardiff this morning R and I exercised our newly-gained freedom, by continuing to wear our masks and observe social distancing when we stopped at Michaelwood Services to pick up some takeaway coffees. We were heartened to … Continued
Do you remember when sitting up required a massive amount of concentration, the involvement of all ten fingers and toes, and the production of quite a lot of dribble? No, me neither. But I sense that I’m heading back in … Continued
“Oh! He’s lovely!” said a young woman at the pedestrian crossing, peering into the pram. I beamed and agreed that he was, while preparing myself to tackle her to the ground if she got too close to him. Ten minutes … Continued