Ok, another week has passed, so my soul should definitely have caught up with me now. Does this place feel like home? Mostly. I’m still trying to get my head around normal work days and cooking dinner and washing dishes in my own house and all the regular domestic rituals. Remember, gra: this bins go out on Thursday.

And by the way, why is it that is is always so much more fun to wash dishes at somebody else’s house?

But all that aside. We had a pretty nice day today playing with new bike toys. We went and bought a trailer bike for Bea. This is a bike with only a back wheel with a hitch going on to the seat post of an adult bike. It is a pretty nice arrangement. And she loves it, and because it has real pedals that drive its own back wheel, she can actually push us along a bit and that seems to make a lot of difference on hills and stuff.

We did about 10km together today, and she showed no sign of boredom or having had enough, which we used to get a bit from the child seat on the back of the bike.

Today felt a bit like spring. Lots of sunshine, but still a cold cold wind that was worth avoiding where possible. As was the grand final. Can’t be bothered with the footy, especially because everybody else seems so nuts about it. It is only the Eagles, after all. When the Dockers make it to the grand final I might get slightly interested. Imagine that.

Oh, did I tell you I’m no longer a vegetarian after eleven years or something? More about that later.