I’m
afraid these Rory-Not-Posting-As-Often-As-He-Used-To weeks may become more of a
feature as the year progresses. Having a full-time job involving dozens of
staff members in four different locations and being a parent of a little one gives
me plenty of stuff to blog about but precious little time in which to do it. I hope
to get into a better routine with it, but I can’t promise anything.
Are
there set ages, by the way, at which a Newborn becomes an Infant? And then an
Infant becomes a Toddler? And then a Toddler becomes a Child? Mathew is into
his fourth month of life now and I’m not entirely sure how to describe him.
And I
promised not to mention this topic again, but I thought I’d share with you a
word I have made up, which I believe perfectly sums up how we’re all feeling
about the main political topic that has been dominating our lives for an
eternity.
I am
now suffering from Brexhaustion.
RC 5-4-19
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