Home for the weekend
Tonight we kick off our first Lamaze
baby class. I had no idea what Lamaze was, because I am sure last time we did NCT so I looked it up and was slightly put off when I read that Dr. Lamaze was influenced by Soviet childbirth practices. Anyway despite the possibility that it will be run by some butch Russian woman with sideburns I am willing to learn all over again and the classes run for the next 5 weeks.
Meanwhile on Friday night I fly back to the UK to pick up my son and bring him back for two weeks here in Bermuda. I have been looking forward to this for ages and can't wait to have him on the island. We fly back to Bermuda on Sunday from Gatwick and he is threatening to bring his newly acquired football trophy for best team player of the season, his first ever award. Frankly he has more chance of being a brain surgeon than a footballer when he grows up but you never know by then he'll probably be able to walk in to Charlton's first team, heck I will too.