Ah yes, always good.

Last night, about 10.45pm, i was just dozing off, Max had a couple of beers, i was relaxed, all was well.
Cue SCREAMING Amelie… and sick everywhere, snotty gunge everywhere (she was FINE when i put her to bed) and one gasping, croupy child. We sorted out the gasping with an inhaler blast or six but she was still honking like a goose and very raspy and i wasn’t really that comfortable that i wasn’t missing an asthma thing rather than rightly recognising croup. So i thought i better take her off to the all night centre for a double check.

She WAS just croupy and still is but quite impressively, for midnight, i managed to get stuck in a traffic jam!!!! So i wasn’t home till all hours (busting for the loo!) thanks to some dumb ass who overturned their car in a 40 mile an hour zone. And WHY OH WHY OH WHY do people in a solid jam with a large mashed up car in their way bother honking their horns incessantly? Do they think they will levitate the car with honk power??????? So that was another late night…