Well, I'm back in London after a most enjoyable trip to Scotland to see Bessie and Ted and everyone. The kids particularly enjoyed seeing their Scottish cousins. Another highlight was not having millions of reasons to jump out of bed every day and run around like headless chickens until we use up our energy supplies. I'm trying hard not to get straight back into the old ways now that we're back.

Today is Kiloh's birthday so we've had a house full of e-kara and have just seen The Two Towers followed by a pizza. The movie was an improvement on the first one, partly because it had something more like an ending, but I got bored for the first chunk of it as one fight followed another and everyone took turns at being presumed dead and then turning out to be alive after all.

Pizza Express was fun, reminiscing about the (alleged) previous bigger size of the pizzas and hoping the kids weren't going to get us thrown out. I took care to make sure Kiloh didn't cut her finger off while cutting the cake, and so managed to get her to cut me instead (not too badly or anything).

B-)