It’s only a month until the Bubbah’s first birthday!  Oddly, it feels both as though she can’t possibly be that old, yet simultaneously it’s hard to remember a time when she wasn’t here.

Ahh, the mind plays tricks upon us.

As do the railways, who held me hostage on one of their trains for over an hour this morning, demanding that someone fix some signal problems at Charing Cross.  Tantalisingly, my carriage was stuck just five metres away from the platform at London Bridge, but they couldn’t open the doors and let us out because the carriages behind were, obviously, a lot more than five metres away.

I spent the time constructively – updating my Facebook status (‘Stuart is stuck on a train‘) and reading.

Funnily enough, just that morning I’d been looking at the stack of books I got for Christmas and my birthday thinking, ‘I wish I had more time on my journey into work to read…‘

Be careful what you wish for, folks!