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The big wee pig had a nursery trip-to-the-library day this morning, but had chosen his least walking-friendly feet-coverings, resulting in not getting to nursery very quickly and making it not particularly time-sensible to go back home before coming back to pick him up, as only children whose parents came to take them to the library would go to the library. I wandered in the other direction and back with the wee one in the macpacbackpack, arriving just in time to be prevented from getting Edgar by the wave of children and parents on their way out. In the afternoon the big one was at the other nursery, allowing me to play bongos with the wee one until his mum returned from the ultimately unsuccessful deputation to the council to try and persuade them to not demolish the building in which both wee ones (and many of their infant colleagues) have been to a number of child-activities.