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26 more bands added today and I’m still finding bands that I didn’t know in the original lineup. I’m genuinely excited even though I know the weather’s likely to suck. And I haven’t booked transport yet. And Brexit will probably, to some extent, bugger things up.
I think this it the first meal I’ve actually made since I moved into the flat, rather than just heated up or microwaved. OK, so it’s still out of a box but there was mixing and stirring involved so it counts?
It’s my son’s birthday today and he got his first phone which he’s really chuffed about. I sent him a text message so he’d have something when he switched his phone on, and I got the attached response. Damn those onion-slicing ninja.
When you’re out for a couple of hours, get back home in the early evening and still manage to score a parking spot right in front for the flat. Score.
That’s my boy… right in the middle of a scrum of grown-ups at my Krav class this afternoon. I couldn’t take part in the game because of my dodgy wrists so he offered to fill in. And bloody hell, did he fill in! 11 on Monday and every bit as vicious as everyone else in the class #ProudDad
