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Climbing the walls for Mother’s Day
This morning, after my wife had opened her mother’s day cards, I got the children out from under her feet by taking them down to the Tiong Bahru Bakery for bread-related shenanigans. That meant a quick detour to a public lavatory, where Destroyer first demanded and then denied the need for a toilet, and then […]
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Forgetting Another Mother’s Day
Today was the North American Mother’s Day. This is different to British Mother’s Day, and my wife was quite irate that I’d managed to forget both of them, especially what with my prodigious ability to remember things. To be fair, I’m not a North American, my wife isn’t British and she’s not my mother either, […]
