Home alone (well, almost)

If there is one thing that having a baby has affected it is the ability to indulge in mountain sports as a couple, or you find an overnight babysitter so you can get the early morning start in or you take turns. Today, Silvia headed off up to the Pyrenees at the crack of dawn (almost) with a friend to hike up Puigmal and I stayed home with Nora, at 22 months she is now a lot more fun and, a lot more tiring, so from 07.30 onwards it was a constant barrage of Winnie the Pooh, Teletubbies, pretending to be an aeroplane which involves me carrying her horizontal with arms outstretched and charging around the house making aeroplane noises, and a slightly more restful session of reading Harry Potter which sent her off to sleep at about 11.30. Bliss, silence and the house to myself, I brewed a large pot of tea and sat down with photoshop to plough through recent photos and sort of the passable from the unpresentable, slect those that appeal to me, resize them for internet...they'll be going up in the next few days. I even managed to find time to sort out a couple of niggling stylesheet issues finally getting rid of all traces of #CC9933 from the website, just a petty obsession of mine, but it's done now.