Rain, middling fever, cake for breakfast. Happy fifth birthday to EB, pure goodness in a pretty little shell, an angel on earth, and one of the two softly glowing lights illuminating my life.
Up at nights over Dad: please find your way to safety.
For next month A and I are planning a Sumatra jungle trek involving Thomas leaf monkeys, charter puddle jumpers, anti-malarial tablets, and leech socks. Perhaps this is to prove we are not old? Also a visit to this school, which I’ve been hearing about for months and where I long to send our girls.