Wednesday, 25 February 2009

6months today

And teething for all the tusks in Africa. Red cheeks, caustic dribble, chewing everything, loss of apetite, not sleeping, whinging, fussing. Poor rabbit. We took him for a walk to Corams Field in the afternoon, what a cool park. We’d never been in there before, (you’re not allowed in unless you’re with a child). We went on a swing together, fun, looking up at the sky through the wintry baubled branches of a London Plane tree. They were planting a hedge of what looked like trellised fruit trees. 3 new sculptures of black sheep had been set in the grass. There was a sandpit of palacial proportions, kitted out with mudpie machines, a paddling pool, big open spaces, a café, a playgroup, climbing frames, a helter skelter, a mini abseiling track. I think there is a little farm too.

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‘They tuck you up your mum and dad...’
Anon - after Larkin

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