It was hard to tear myself away from the family tonight; slightly sick on the same thing that’s afflicted the kids, and tired after a day at work, and wishing I could just sit by[…]
I stayed up late last night when I should have slept, and woke with my reserves of self-control and patience much depleted. The kids were inexplicably moody today, La Serpiente delighting in yelling at her[…]
Last night we stayed up until 3am, bingeing on television, which meant I missed this morning’s parkrun and felt groggy as hell. Instead, we went out for waffles at a breakfast place that had come[…]
Tonight we had another salsa lesson. I now know that I dance like a robot. A robot with no ability to move its arms.
Today I must have reached peak beard, that point at which your phizzog is just too hairy for you to cope with any more. I got my clippers off the shelf, adjusted the guard to[…]
Tonight after work the office went out for laser tag, which involves running around like idiots in a darkened space for half an hour, shooting one another with electronic guns that made whooshing noises.
I worked idiotically late tonight, only getting home about 8:30. Things were not good at home; La Serpiente was lying on her bed, shouting at her mother that she was lonely, and Destroyer wasn’t settling[…]
Today was a momentous occasion, because it marked the first day that La Serpiente managed to use her miniature toilet to achieve something solid.
When I took La Serpiente to the library on Saturday, she picked out various unsuitable books (notably Where’s Walrus?, a book entirely lacking in any words whatsoever, and which she demands I ‘read’ every night)[…]
Today was the last day of the 2016 Singapore Air Show, and a friend fancied going, and I had nothing better to do, so I tagged along. We hailed a taxi outside my apartment block,[…]