Still haven’t got the time (or maybe the energy, my head’s addled) for a proper post. I totally meant to write about Harry’s birthday yesterday, but I forgot. But I did write about it for Bea: Harry is eight and I am freaking out.

In other news, I often worry when I’m writing if I’m repeating myself. I’m going to stop worrying about that now.

{via @davidbishop}


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