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A series of adventures


On Monday night, Ollie's aunty Em (just like in the wizard of Oz) came over for dinner after having been in the Middle East for the last month. She couldn't believe how much he had grown. Nick and Emma bathed Ollie and had another Skype chat with Nanna Carmel in Qatar. Ollie stacked on quite a turn after dinner and even Nanna Freda's patented "Nanna Hold" (see pic) couldn't relieve the pressure. Eventually around 10pm he went to sleep and I was able to relax with a nice glass of wine. He then slept through to 3am which was lovely.


Yesterday Ollie and I took a trip into town to catch up with my workmates at CDPP. It was great to sit down at Cafe Merlo again (which I can't believe is still in business without my substantial patronage) and catch up on some work gossip. We took a very quick tour through one of the office floors to say hello to a small group of people. It was during this time that Ollie made it clear that he wasn't a fan of CDPP. Although it wasn't the first time that screams and tears have been heard in that department.


Tonight we are going for an early dinner at a chinese restaurant at Darra to celebrate our friend Hoathy's birthday. I'm seriously apprehensive about it due to the usual shenanigans that go on at our place in the evenings. But nothing ventured nothing gained. Fingers crossed it is a VERY noisy restaurant!!

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