This entry is designed purely to placate Dad - we are still reading your blog, but I think the week in Tenerife has temporarily reduced the need/desire to blog, but likely this will return in conjunction with our energy levels! For some reason I've been knackered these past 48 hours, which I'm certain is a hangover from the holiday - it's certainly not due to any great exertion!
Today's been a difficult one, but in my industry the day before any holiday weekend is invariably horrific. I can't wait to get home tonight, although I won't be as "goggle eyed" as I have been over the previous two evenings - two huge Champions League ties and "The Apprentice" have taken up any spare time I may have had. No issues though, as all were hugely enjoyable, although I have to agree with Dad's assessment of James - he has to go, he's an idiot.
Not much else to write just now - I guess in common with the rest of the family - as this week has been dominated mainly by getting back into the swing of work. The weekend should brighten things up somewhat however, as with Jane and family up, we have intentions to take Luca and Max egg rolling on Easter Sunday. Incredible the things you would have considered tedious and irrelevant pre-parenthood suddenly stand out as highlights?
Or am I just getting old?
News on Luca? He's been good, and his new habit of singing "twinkle twinkle little star" upon awakening in the morning is far preferable to the usual "breeeeep" of the alarm
**Useless fact of the day - A precursor to the alarm clock was a water clock built by the ancient Greeks circa 250 BC where the raising waters would both keep time and eventually hit a mechanical bird that triggered an alarming whistle**
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