Weekend

This has been one of those wonderful weekends. I have witnessed the boy Jude shuffling into the kitchen and going worryingly quiet only to find him doused in soy sauce. I have seen my other half carrying a flaming wok into the garden. I've seen a good friend help us make our disaster of a garden (with or without flaming woks) start to look really presentable. I've sung twinkle twinkle little star with my daughter with each of us taking a word at a time, singing the song over and over faster and faster, until we couldn't sing for laughing.

Oh, and I've been learning some Arabic musical scales. But more about that later.