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We are two men down and everything is quiet, so quiet. Barnaby is having a most excellent time at university, enchanted by learning Russian and being introduced to art history and Wagner, although less enamoured by the liberal arts part … Continue reading →

Today, I bought one packet less of the fresh bagels on my way back from the Portobello Sunday morning run/crawl, because this morning, we are one person down. Last night, when I once again rolled up the window blind in … Continue reading →

I thought, when I was a younger person, with a neck that still swivelled gracefully and hair that hadn’t yet begun to thin, that having a lot of children wasn’t going to be very expensive. The rationale was that they … Continue reading →

Remi has become frightened of the toilet. He says that while he was at nursery, someone flushed the toilet that was filled with way too much toilet paper (every parent of a small child recognises this scenario) and the water … Continue reading →

It’s the 4th of June, a Sunday morning, at 7:25am. I have been awake for a few hours and no one but the dog is yet conscious. Magic, though sleepy right now, is pretty much well except for fatty lumps … Continue reading →

I hesitated writing this post as I am in a bit of a funk about AI. Last week I had to do some research into ChatGPT and Large Language Models for work and went to a webinar thing about it … Continue reading →

Sometimes, when you live with a bunch of people who are small and a bit prone to filth/lax hygiene, you get hit by gross stuff. A barrage of parasites. Here’s a recent unfortunate list – most, though not all, happening … Continue reading →

It’s Bagel Sunday again, which means I have spent another £21.50 on five bags of fresh mixed bagels from the new Jewish deli on Westbourne Grove which I pop into at the end of my morning run. I never bring … Continue reading →

It’s a Sunday and the smallest child has just hit his 9 year old brother around the head with a plastic beaded necklace and refuses to say sorry. Casper has taken off with his friends with a £10 note and … Continue reading →

Just the Queen’s, mind – we have only had reasons to celebrate here and absolutely no one has died. Two birthdays in quick succession: Otis turned nine and I turned 45. Here’s Otis doing what he likes to do the … Continue reading →