It’s been an eventful few days at Misericordia Mansions, on top of a never-ending succession of teeth we seem to have been passing around Nursery Plague since Wednesday and we’re all feeling a bit over-wrought.

To preserve what little sanity I have left, I’m giving myself a blogging holiday (purely to avoid being crushed by my own to-do list).

Hopefully, by next week I’ll be full of exciting tales and less likely to throw things or dissolve into tears unexpectedly.

In the meantime I’m going to pretend that this is what I am doing, and any comments to the effect of ‘The 9 month clinging phase stops dead at 9 months, 2 weeks and 2 days.’ or ‘I woke up one morning and all his teeth were in at once.’ would be most appreciated.