Hi ho, hi ho

And off to work I went ... without shovel or pick, and sans baby, but with lots of baby-related equipment ready to express milk at lunchtime and pick up the bundle of joy from nursery after work. What a bizarre and slightly traumatic experience it was last week. Katy really didn't like her first 'full' day at nursery, and was crying in a heart-breaking manner when I went to fetch her at 2pm. Next day she was better, and was only grizzling at 4pm but wouldn't eat anything. On her fourth day she was much happier and scoffed everything they put in front of her. It took me a day to get over a nagging feeling like I'd left a really important briefcase full of data on the tube somewhere, and switch off the repetetive speech and sing-song intonation; accessing the full riches of an adult English vocabulary may take a little longer, however, as I seem to have partially lost the ability to construct complete sentenc

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