And now for a community notice...

I interrupt my self-imposed exile to give you some fantastic news. No, I'm not pregnant again. Thank the Goddess. My little O, the one they said may never walk, is walking! She's taken off and nothing can stop her. She's like a drunk energiser bunny and it's hard to catch her and she's making my life difficult in such a wonderful way!

And I'm working really hard and the children, all three, are doing so well. Apart from pooing in the bath and having episodes of gastro which are more like episodes of The Twilight Zone, they're settling in to the world.

And, by golly, I have to admit I'm, err, happy.

Don't tell the Goddess. She's sure to smight me.