Alice

Rosie has some sort of very contagious skin lurgy and can't be in nursery, so Jacqui & me are having to split the working-day child care between us.

I smuggled both girls into the lab early and sat them in front of iPlayer, set up experiments then spent the rest of the morning playing in the park. A new park (to us) had to have a new name; Bridge Park? Magdalen Park?


I do extra like pictures when I'm not sure why I like them. Maybe it's the wired flared bend in the silvery slide against the black, the new leggings? Whatever, it's surely a good thing