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A letter to my daughter…

It’s Saturday evening and I’ve just put you down in your cot knowing that tomorrow, when you wake us at some ungodly hour of the morning, you will have been with us for a whole year. I haven’t had much time to take in the first year. I haven’t been able to attend to every… Continue reading A letter to my daughter…

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Days off and train mojitos

31 MARCH 2016 It’s funny what constitutes time off for me these days. The prospect of long, lazy lie-ins, a leisurely breakfast while reading the paper and an afternoon trip to the pub seem to be at the end of a very long tunnel which I am expected to emerge from in about 18 years’… Continue reading Days off and train mojitos