OK, so we’d survived the night of all of us in one room. Just about.
And we’d had an incredible holiday in Austria (more in future posts).
But we really hit a low point with the security check on the way back. I mean, we’ve only been flying for twenty years…
Coming away on holiday is an absolute treat. Such a privilege to take a step out of daily life and travel away, in our case to visit our very generous relatives who live near Innsbruck, Austria.
The process of leaving home though can be a little bit arduous, a fact that was hammered home to us by our overnight stay at the Premier Inn, Gatwick where the four of us were crammed into a family room of four beds and a cot.
It did not go well.
That’s how long it’s been since I first met my best mate Rick at high school, complete with a cocky look on his face and a rather dodgy hairstyle. (or was that me?)
Now he’s well into his 30s, his hair has improved slightly and he still likes to wind people up – in a push-your-luck kind of way.
Today he’s getting married – how did it come to this??
I realise that blog title makes me sound like I did a really sacrifical thing for Mothers Day this year.
Conscious of my wife’s incredible mothering, I gave her a day off and looked after the children all day, by myself.
That’s a little misleading…
Three days into Potty Training.
I’ve not left the house for almost 72 hours.
A lot of blood, sweat and tears has been spilled.
Our little girl is sick to death of the little green toilet we keep asking her to sit on.
But, whisper it quietly, I think we might be getting somewhere.
When our little girl unleashed the contents of her stomach across her bedroom floor two hours after she should have gone to sleep the other evening, we knew it would be no ordinary night in our house.
It was so lovely last night to watch Becs in her element – chatty, enthusiastic, exuberant. She came across as warm, great fun and bursting with creative energy.
What a shame that was only on The Apprentice: You’re Fired.
Well she’s still there – good on you Becs for making it through the first third of The Apprentice 2016.
Wow it’s been tough viewing though!
This blog owes a great debt to Apprentice candidate Rebecca Jeffery.
Indeed, if it wasn’t for her foresight two and a half years ago in helping me get going, it may well have not happened at all!
It is with huge anticipation that I look ahead to watching her flash her business skills to a watching world on this series of The Apprentice.
And I hope you all enjoy her performance too.
If you’ve seen any of my recent posts, you’ll know that the house has been a workman’s paradise.
What with the bathroom, the electrics, the roof, plasterers and even having to make a hole in our in-built wardrobe to put up a curtain – a pretty nifty workaround from Alex! – it has been all go.
Sophie has coped remarkably well with it all but I was worried that last week’s altercation may have drained all her energy…
Gettit? Read on and you will.