We rejoined Nick, and found that only a handful of his colleagues had so far materialised. It felt a bit awkward, and I was glad to have the excuse to play with Emily and then push her off in the stroller so she could nap. I found the only shady stretch of path available and walked up and down the 200 metre stretch for half an hour, before returning to the BBQ area. While we were away a number of others had shown up, including cute Max, the golden retriever who was there last year, and 7 month old Oliver, who was just a small bump last time. Poor Ollie was passed from pillar to post, but took it all in his stride and didn't cry at all. Nick got a turn at holding him, and did look quite at ease though he worried (unnecessarily!) that Emily would be jealous.

Emily happily tucked into fried noodles and then sank her teeth into a huge slab of watermelon. At least it helped with her poor fluid intake, which has reached worrying proportions.
After packing up the BBQ we said goodbye and headed indoors to the hell that was Toys R Us on a Saturday in sale season. I bought yet another drink bottle, in an effort to tempt her to drink more, and a doll pram, which I had been meaning to get ever since she had such fun with Tom's and Fern's on holiday.
At Mita we split from Nick yet again, as he had an invite to meet an acquaintance for the Sumida river fireworks. He seemed relatively comfortable with the prospect, despite it being an evening with a group of gay guys whose invite was entitled 'A lot of banging'! Emily and I whizzed home and she was ecstatic when I unwrapped the pram.
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