Saturday, March 15, 2014

Pater familias, calm again and no coats.

1. We wake to find that Mr Law has left the house, presumably after gazing upon his sleeping family with a deep sense of paternal satisfaction.

2. Well! That was quite some tantrum. Now that er- we'll call them Child A so as not to embarrass anyone- Now that Child A is calmly sitting on a bench eating a snack and surveying the happy people racing round the sunny day park, I feel rather accomplished.

3. I realise that we have left the house without our coats.

Listen, justified and fennel.

1. We've put him between us in the centre of the screen, and now we just have to listen while he tells the doc all the things he won...