Monday, August 20, 2012

Alone, tap-tap and train on a string.

1. Nick and I go out to breakfast (it only takes the two of us 20 minutes to get out of the house from a sleeping start). Afterwards, we have a leisurely stroll around the Pantiles (without carrying a snack, drink, changing bag, unwilling toddler).

2. Since 9am, we've been saying that we're ready to have Alec back. Now there's a tap-tap at the door.

3. Alec is beyond delighted by his new train on a string. He runs up and down the kitchen pulling it along and shouting "toot-toot!" Later I use it to lure him upstairs for a nappy change. It drives up each step and waits for him before setting off again with a tantalising "toot" just as he gets to it. He shrieks with laughter and never gets frustrated.

Winter is passing, toad in the hole and mulled wine.

1. It is cold (although less chill than it has been) and cloudy (although less grey than it has been) and a robin sings loudly from the top ...