A long night


Millie was awake and howling every 3-4 minutes, from about 3am till 5am, when I finally overruled the Lovely Melanie and brought an inconsolable Millie into our room.

She quickly quietened down, but  – naturally – stayed awake, fascinated by the occasional lights passing cars, until about ten minutes before I had to get up for work.

We’ve been theorising (not seriously, I hasten to add) that Millie has a psychic link with my dad, who was taken to hospital again last night with a nasty infection on his lungs.

Fortunately, he seems to be recovering well, thanks to some kick-ass antibiotics.

As an addendum to my last entry, I suddenly remembered that when I was little I did think my mum had some kind of super powers; just different ones from my Dad.  There’s a vivid memory I have of her dressing me one morning (putting my socks on in the living room, probably in winter, as it was dark outside) and picking up some clothes and saying, “Those are dirty.”

Which was astonishing to me at the time, because I couldn’t see any dirt on them at all!  The only explanation I could come up with at the time – and, like I say, I vividly remember thinking this, even though I could only have been 4-5 years old – was that my mum had some kind of super vision, whch meant that she could see dirt that ordinary human beings like myself couldn’t.

It took years for me to realise that stuff was “dirty” and had to go in the wash purely because I’d been wearing it for a certain amount of time!

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