Read most of this on the train up and down to Derby for Mothers’ Day. Helen, Freddie & Libby went up on Friday, so I had Friday and Saturday to myself. Friday evening I weighed up making a giant crème egg with an easter egg and some fondant, but in the end just sat in with a massive bag of popcorn and bar of chocolate and watched Trollhunter, I’m such a Scandinavian groupie at the moment, like all Guardian readers. I can’t stop listening to First Aid Kit either. Saturday I was going to go for a run, but it was raining and I had toothache, so that didn’t happen. Went up to the Hajj exhibition at the British Museum and jumped the queue. It was full of Islamic Cub packs who were initially dumbfounded by the statement that early pilgrims travelled across the desert in ‘caravans’. Then down to the London Review of Books Tea Shop for a lesbian-prepared veggie lunch with fairtrade coffee while doing the crossword, followed by a browse through the books. Then found a pub near St Pancras to watch the Rugby (A Welsh Grand Slam!), and then an early supper in Carluccio’s before boarding the train with a good book and some Gs & T. What a perfect day for a ponce like me. F & L had a fun time in Derby, Libby is staying on her feet longer and longer, and Freddie and I just tore around the house playing catch, Hide & Seek and Musical Chairs. I tire long before he does.
I can’t stop reading these books now. It’s nice to have something to talk to Kevin about and I do actually care about some of the characters, particularly the dwarf Tyrion Lannister. The Stark kids and their pet wolves wandering from peril to peril across the continent is getting a bit tiring now though, hopefully they’ll all find each other soon and that’ll be an end to it. I expect not.
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