the world needs more lerts
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Forget Harry Potter – the major feats of spoiler avoidance in this household currently involve the Tour de France, which finishes in Paris this Sunday (Cat, you lucky bastard). Our boulevardier/ère days being long past, we must content ourselves with ITV's highlights packages of the previous day's stage, which we watch in the evenings while jiggling Maggie. Until then, the Grauniad, the Beeb and all other online news sources are off limits, and even listening to Morning Report has become fraught with peril, as anyone who has ever tried to fling themselves across a room at a radio while keeping their hands clamped over their ears and shouting la la la la la i'm not listening will attest. (Becca: Daddy, what's Mummy doing? Jack: La la la la la I'm not lis- sorry, what was that Becca?)
Further emotionally ambiguous moments in parenting: realising that your wee baby is no longer wee enough to be carried facing inwards in the front pack.
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