11.20 – 11.26
Sun Nov 26 2023 00:00:00 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
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11.20 – 11.26

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From memory, I struggled to get out of work mode when I went on leave with the little man a few years ago. I’m pleased to report that there has been no such struggle this time around.

We went to visit a couple of schools. I can’t believe that this is happening, why on earth did we let him grow up? Not going to make the same mistake with baby girl.

We had the architect around to our place for a chat. For all the fact he was fairly negative about everything, we liked the cut of his jib, and it feels like there’s a glint of hope for turning it into a nicer home. I’m looking forward to the next steps.

We got the little man a Frozen-themed electric toothbrush and it’s an absolute game-changer. Not sure how long it’ll last, but for the time-being at least, it means two fewer arguments per day.

My AW2023 health anxiety season has arrived. I’m worried the bursitis that plagued my feet last winter might have set back in. I talk a big I’m-a-man-of-science game, but when it comes to the crunch it turns out I’ll throw any old hokum at it. Consequently, the flat is now overrun by the powerful odour of Tiger Balm. And I got some slippers.

We went for lunch at Bubala in Soho on Thursday. It was all round delicious but stand out favourites were the celeriac, artichokes, and Brussels sprouts (particularly hard to see those being bettered any time over the festive period). Then we went to look at sofas on Tottenham Court Road and I’ve now got a sinking feeling we’re going to spend a bomb on one.

Little man stayed in his room until 06:30 on six of the last seven days and I’m dishing out the gold stars like there’s no tomorrow. At the same time, we’re seriously contemplating moving baby girl into his room soon because it’s obviously the right thing to do in the long run. Can’t shake the feeling it’ll be the stupidest thing we’ll ever do given we’ve only just had our first week of passable sleep in 3.5 years.

I got some mild food poisoning at the end of the week, which wasn’t fun for anyone. At least it made me feel so cold that it finally prompted me to buy some thermal underwear – something I’ve been threatening to do for a decade. Little man was very sweet to me as a result, but it seems it has probably given him the impetus to take his first steps in sicky-pulling. Quite enjoyable to watch.

My old man died two years ago today. I miss him.