And so we get to the end of the year, and it’s time to see how I did. Read more: Here’s a list of every book I read in 2018. Half way through the year[…]
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Month: December 2018
Books I read in 2018
One of my resolutions was to read 52 books this year. At the start of the year I made a list which I forgot about until just now, which goes to show how good lists[…]
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Chimera Climbing
This morning I abandoned the kids and took the train out to High Brooms, to meet my friend at Chimera Climbing, her local climbing gym near Tunbridge Wells. This was the first time I’d climbed[…]
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Some of the books I’ve read this year
Lately, I’ve been less than assiduous at writing up all the books that I’ve read this year. In an attempt to catch up before the end of the year, here’s a short list of them:
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Highs and lows
We (including my wife, my sister, and both my parents) took the children to see a Peppa Pig show at the Haymarket today. This was about 60 minutes of music, cheerful singing and water occasionally[…]
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Confused of Tunbridge Wells
This morning I worked on work things, while the children chirped and gibbered and my wife went shopping for a new coat in Bromley. Then in the afternoon, I crammed the girls into their coats[…]
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A night at the pantomime
Today, in the aftermath of the turkey, everyone was a bit slow and sluggish. I walked to the library to drop back all the books we’d borrowed, but apart from that attempted and succeeded at[…]
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Christmas 2018
The children awoke at 7 this morning and while La Serpiente was keen to get down and open presents, Destroyer was a bit slower off the mark, insisting instead on lying in my lap at[…]
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Christmas Eve in Crystal Palace Park
One of my oldest friends from university, despite living in Croydon, had never been to Crystal Palace Park to see the dinosaurs, so this morning I bundled up the girls in their coats and took[…]
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Return to Horniman’s
Because a visit to London doesn’t go by without me lifting up the kids to present them to an enormous stuffed Canadian walrus, this morning we went over to the Horniman Museum in Forest Hill.[…]
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