Tracy invited Jo and me to the pool again. All three babies were rather tired, so we only stayed in for quarter of an hour at most. The pool was a bit cooler than previous visits, as it had been a bit cloudier so the sun hadn't warmed it as much, but Emily seemed OK with it, just about. A few minutes after we got out she started gagging and foaming at the mouth. Then I noticed something dark in the spittle and realised that she'd managed to pick up a floating leaf and swallowed it. It is so scary to realise how easily they can come to harm.
We walked to the station with Brigida, Lottie's nanny, so that she could get her off to sleep. She's very nice and easy to talk to; her English is very good. Tracy wants us to include her in social invites sometimes so that Lottie gets to mix with our babies, and I think it's a good idea. Thankfully, Emily finally succumbed to a nap as we walked, so Jo and I stopped off at a cafe for an unscheduled drink. It was really pleasant to chat; she is very easy to get on with, and you get used to the Aussie upward inflection after a while.
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