The thoughts and trials of a don't know daddy
Thursday, 3 November 2011
Sometimes you just have to get on with it
Now the dust of last weekend has finally settled - unlike my stomach and connected storage areas - my dad has arrived to knock some sense into me.
But he hasn't got long.
Because Wee John arrives tomorrow night.
Jamie and Charlotte can't believe their luck.
And I can't believe I'm going to have to drink again.
In fact, I'm writing this with a full glass of wine sitting beside me.
I trust I have your sympathy.
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