Having no fingernails left after yesterday morning's tense finish to the 2nd Test Match at Edgbaston, I'm back at work and starting to feel some withdrawal symptoms! I've refound my love of cricket this summer (which had turned more into a vague passing interest in the last couple of years), which is something that Nik doesn't share, but she's brilliant, and happy for me to play in at the weekends (well, she says she is!).
I won't bother with the deep analysis of the game or anything because that'll be done to death, and I really don't think I have the knowledge to do it anyway!
The last week or two, since I last posted here, things have levelled off again after the drama of a couple of weeks back. Baby's getting hiccups, boogying along to Louis Armstrong songs and improving their kicks so much it sometimes look like they're trying to escape early - but not the conventional way!
I'm practicing becoming a dad, too. I'm making sure my "That's not a skirt, it's a belt", "Ask your mother" and "You're not going out dressed like that, are you?" are all top-notch... Obviously the judge of a good dad is how bad your jokes are, so at least I'll be ok there!
Anyway, I'm off to see the recording of a BBC Radio 4 show tonight, "Think The Unthinkable". Should be good!
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