Ten days
Ten days. It’s been a while, hasn’t it. It’s been a very strange start to the year, though. We all went down with family colds, and then just as we got over them a new one struck and took down half of us all over again. It must have been a different one because you don’t get the same cold twice so close in succession. Not me, fortunately, so I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
In the meantime, there’s been a very nasty case of food poisoning over in Galleywood and then the dreaded norovirus.
So they year could have started better.
And yet there have been some lovely moments, like digging over the plot last weekend to get rid of all of the weeds; laying in bed on Monday night when the rain was hammering so hard on the bedroom’s sloping roof that you couldn’t hear the radio; Oscar taking his first tentative steps outside, working out how the cat-flap works and sniffing his way through the back of the garden and out into the allotments.
And this weekend dad is back. He was picking up the keys to his new flat, which gives a fantastic view over Chelmsford. In fact, not just Chelmsford, but miles and miles and miles beyond. You can see at least five miles out to the church on the hill in Danbury, and probably a lot further if you know where you’re looking.
You also get a great view of the toy-like train line I ride to work every day, and all the little trains that run along it. On a sunny day it’s the kind of view you could look at or hours.

All that and we’re only two weeks into the year.
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