8:30

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8:30am, breakfast about to be inhaled before heading out to take the weeWeir to nursery with Mrs theWeir.

Holidays started today, we spent it catching up on some needed tasks of a retail nature. Punctuated by lunch at wagamama. Which was a delight as ever.

I think we're hoping that this isn't the way things are for the rest of our time off.

I'm sure that it won't.

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Porridge made with water and salt, served with raisins and (as a holiday treat) milk.

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