Dot writes: sadly, the title refers not to our holiday plans – in fact we have just booked a cottage in Skull in West Cork to share with Ken’s mum for a week of her visit in September – but to our stats. I really should try to post more regularly. However, it has been a busy week. We have an evening routine now that ends up with both boys sleeping in their own room, but it takes about two hours to get them there (much of this spent overcoming Hugh’s delaying tactics). This is followed by about an hour of slump, which I have been spending on reading Dreaming in Chinese by Deborah Fellows (which I’ve finished: slim but informative), working (once only; I can’t sleep if my mind is too busy just before bed) or even communing with Ken (“I’m tired”. “Me too”). In the daytime I’ve been working on an enormous table of Latin source passages of Aelfric’s uses of shame vocabulary. It’s very satisfying to be doing research that produces actual data and the sense of being near the end of a clearly defined task keeps me beavering away quite intensely. I have a large number of lectures to write and should really be working on them, but I do so want to get an article written up on the shame topic before term starts.
Meanwhile, the tent arrived on Wednesday and yesterday Ken put it up in the garden. Unfortunately it has a couple of faults: one of the internal clips for the inner has been sewn on in the wrong place, and part of the flap over the ‘eyebrow’ tore a little when Ken tried to get the pole through (as the reviewers warned, it’s a tight fit): but it is a large and beautiful tent and neither fault is going to be a problem.
Last night both boys slept through: Frank’s first unbroken night apart from the flukey 10-6.30 effort when he was four months old. May there be many more of them.
Right, I’m off to have breakfast.