• Folks, wild garlic season has started.

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  • In case the neighbours were wondering what kind of children they live beside, we've painted the front gate bright yellow.

  • While I dribbled paint on the drive, The Chef attacked our neglected garden. With Piglet settled into a daily 2-hour lunch nap, there's going to be a lot of this over the spring.

  • Had a bit of wobbly work productivity which, as I've co-slept every night while the girls stave off (non-Covid) colds, is OK. I mean, it's always OK. But especially when feeling like a Walking Dead extra.

  • The extra mucus in Piglet proved immiscible with her pear juice. One round of carpet cleaner and one of mopping later and she's still asking for more.

  • Google Photos' creepy but useful face-match feature misidentifies Piglet as me or The Chef reasonably frequently. I guess that means she looks like both of us?

  • Having Piglet around means meeting lots of local doggos. As introverts who like to stroke strange dogs, this is an unforeseen benefit of parenthood.

  • We've gone mad with delight at the prospect of lockdown ending. We're booked in for an outdoor meal for two at Cook House in April. We're meeting up with friends at Träkol in June. We're whittling down campsites for July. AirBnB is booked for the boys away day in August. People are going to get hugged. Maybe even licked. Weeknotes might have #content!

  • This week's new on repeat album has been Magic Mirror by Pearl Charles, courtesy of Lauren Laverne loving it when I do the drop off. Piglet grooves away in her car seat to Only for tonight.

  • Finished the Foundation Trilogy and the idea of the intergalactic future of humanity being 1950s America—but in Space!—hasn't aged well.

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