Fog descended

You know you often read in autobiographies about a moment when someone realises that they might be quite good at something. Well let's file this diary entry under that.

Tonight after a brief piece of violin practise, it struck me that child #2 is truly gifted and a complete natural for instruments. So let it be said, 'her father told her that she is a natural'. Quite a transformation from the individual who showed little interested in ever practising, but is now desperately keen to do so.

Part one of the parent's consultation was on tonight, I will be at the next edition the day after tomorrow.

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