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Thursday, January 07, 2010
- Jack brings me coffee and muesli in bed. This is not unusual: he does it most mornings, except the ones when I have to be the first up and out of the house to catch an early bus to work. But he does it on the days when I'm home by myself with the kids, giving me that extra half hour to wake up, collect my thoughts and steel myself.
- A bearded man wearing a mad scientist helmet walks his Labrador while riding a Segway up Newlands Road.
- Turns out Jack can't bear to part with the Piskie Fleece either. A well-worn favourite, it's a little pink jacket with a pointy hood first worn by Becca on our holiday to Cornwall (and therefore named after the legenday Cornish piskies) in 2005. Both girls wore it from around the time they were starting to walk. It's now a little frayed and stained, and is getting too small for Maggie, but we agree to grant it a reprieve from the St Vinnie's box.
- Packing my clothes for the move, I take my wedding dress out of the back of the wardrobe and show it to Rebecca. She hasn't seen it before, except in photos; her eyes widen and she strokes the purple silk carefully, then asks me if I could please wear it when I take her to the movies that afternoon. Folding it into a box, I remember my friend Tsar in Lewisham fitting it on me in her front room while Jack held up the mirror, and then taking it back to Cambridge on the train in a Tesco bag.
- I take Becca to The Princess and the Frog. It's lovely: lush visuals, Randy Newman soundtrack, and for a feminist mummy, a more palatable take on the Disney Princess trope. Thoroughly recommended.
3 Comments:
I just want to say I am really enjoying the new beautiful blog. Makes me smile :)
Aw, thanks - I'm glad you're reading and enjoying! I'm enjoying writing it. Started it because I love Clare's philosophy, because I don't want to write a whingy blog (what's Facebook for, after all?) and because I've enjoy writing but need some sort of limiting structure order to be in any way productive. Otherwise I tend to say Oh God what to write about, there's just too much, and then go over the FB to whinge about the kids being sick ;)
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elderflowerpressee, at
4:43 pm
Hmm. The latter being my approach precisely. I think we need another expat stint to give me the shove I so need.