Life We got back from Scotland remarkably easily (having been emotionally primed for Bank Holiday Travel Chaos™). Then we spent the week in Stokey at the Popes house while they were on holiday. It was kind of like a mini holiday for us too, especially with the weather being glorious. Greek salad picnics in the park every evening. And Ηη and Αα had their first taste of bunk bed life. On Saturday I saw an excellent podiatrist who told me that it was fine for me to run (i.e. that I was being a bit of a wimp). I’m ok with the pain as long as I know it’s not inflicting damage. Then we took the iPad to Clissold in the evening to watch Arsenal lose to PSG on penalties. It was a bit of a gut punch tbh. But it would have been too much for Ηη to see his team win the double within months of him showing any interest in football – he’d spend the rest of his life permanently disappointed. Then to cap it off a dog stole the pizza out of his hands and trampled on his balls in the process. I was…
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