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03.02 – 03.08
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Sun Mar 08 2026 00:00:00 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
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2026-03-14T08:33:43Z
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Life

Had a party for Ηη in Finsbo at his request. Only a handful of his pals were able/could be bothered to come, but in truth that was probably for the best. We’ve long known he doesn’t deal particularly well with any form of organised fun (got me to thank for that) so a low key run around in the playground with a handful of his good friends was probably best for everyone. I think he seemed happy and well celebrated, especially since Jim and Ange had come to visit especially.

I’m not sure his birthday will ever stop being at least mildly re-traumatising. I kept finding myself staring into the middle distance and shuddering over the course of the weekend.

Having Jim and Ange around really helped take the load off a bit. We got a couple of long-overdue lie-ins and plenty of guilt-free exercise. They also add not inconsiderable amounts of friction in various other areas, but on balance it’s been lovely and the kids are going to be gutted when they leave.

Our solicitors (who may or may not exist) have failed to move anything forward for six weeks and when I wrote to the freeholder they told me the person in charge of our case from their side has been on holiday (presumably for ages so that they can spend their almost infinite funds accrued through mugs like me). So we’re not going to be able to start our work on time and have cancelled the rental.

But then my bro told us on Sunday that his tenant is moving out of his flat so it sounds like we might be able to stay there for the duration of the work instead. This will save us thousands of pounds as well as being a massive pain in the arse because it will probs take us the best part of an hour door to door to get the kids to/from school and nursery (in different directions). We definitely can’t afford to look the other way though. It. Will. Be. A. Fun. Adventure.

Running

I made the mistake of thinking I finished the week without anything being injured and almost immediately felt a twinge of plantar fasciitis. Oh the hubris. I clocked up 24 miles on Sunday which is the longest run at the end of the highest volume week. I foresee endless rolling my foot on a bottle of ice water in my future.