I
guess my Summer output blogwise will always be a bit iffy. Flat-out busy at
work, two children at home on their school holidays, and a multitude of things
that I love doing that can only be done during BST, will always mean I am
distracted from my writing duties, by one thing or another. I'm sure you
understand though - we all have busy lives after all, and a thousand and one
things pulling us in a hundred and one directions - so I won't dwell on that
further.
So, to update you on recent events:
My back is feeling much better (thank you for asking). Philippa was a little
upset that I visited an onsite physio lady instead of waiting for her to come
back from her little North Norfolk soiree, but as I explained to her - "If
you had seen me struggling to get out of the car after driving home, I don't
think you would have denied me the chance to have someone treat me". I
also pointed out that, if she doesn't like the idea of another woman having her
hands on me, maybe she should consider what it's like for me when I know she is
oiling up half-naked men several times a week. She called me a childish prick
and said I had missed the point entirely - it wasn't personal jealousy, it was
a professional grievance - so I did the standard male response of just going
silent and letting her win.
Mathew has said he never wants to go back to school again as it's more fun
being at home; but he has also said that he is bored with us and is missing his
teacher and his friends, so it's hard to know which comment to take more
seriously. Once he decides how he really feels I'll have a better idea on how
to react to him. Honestly, he is so much like his mother....
RC 20-8-25
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