It seems that Nick is destined never to cross paths with James. We went to Bettina and Steve's flat for a brunch party, but James wasn't there, only Tracy. He had been detailed off to attend a full day first aid for infants course.
It was a really wet day, so we couldn't make the most of their decking area, but it was a pleasant couple of hours all the same, and we met some new people and I was glad that Nick got to meet Steve, who is very nice. Nick was cornered by a Romanian guy for much of the time, who was apparently a bit full-on and offering unsolicited advice on childcare. As often happens when we are out, Emily did something which she had not really done much at home so far and spent minutes at a time sitting unsupported. She was the oldest of four babies there so she had to compete for attention, perhaps.
On the train home we realised that she'd done a massive poo, and a big yellow stain soaked through her white trousers and onto the buggy pad as well by the time we got home. A fun evening of scrubbing ensued!
Though it was bucketing down I went out for a run for half an hour. Like a typical Brit I found it was actually very enjoyable being drenched; I always have the best runs in bad weather, and at least there were fewer people out and about to witness me puffing along. I felt that I might be able to increase the time up to about an hour, so I resolved to work my way up to it over the next few weeks.
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