I’ve spent much of the day feeling alternately like someone has clobbered me in the head with something blunt and heavy, or like I haven’t slept in days. Neither case is true – I slept like a baby last night, but a baby fighting off man-flu.

The day was mostly set out ahead of us already. Pick up Joel from the party / sleep-over this morning, followed by some “religious instruction” at the parish centre (which I’ll talk about more when I have the time!) Some car maintenance, shopping and some planning then dinner out at 6pm. There wasn’t a clear slot for a walk, and so I informed the children to brace themselves for 5:15 when we would march into town for some food.

As I was looking through the week, it dawned on me that Jude would be back on Thursday and that was only a few days away. Previously it’s always been some time in the distant future, but now we’re close to J being back, it feels like she hasn’t been away that long. I need to make sure that I’ve tidied up and done some more washing before Thursday – just to look like I’m totally on top of things!

To make the most of our last Sunday evening before Mum is back we paid a visit to the Rustiki Grill on Church Street. We’ve never been before despite it having been around for a couple of years. I think that it was a cocktail bar before that also served food, now it seems to be a restaurant that also serves cocktails. That aside, Lily and I couldn’t get a table yesterday and so it seemed like a good location for the three of us tonight.

The walk was a bit of a trauma. Joel had started out quite cheerful, but quickly got very grumpy and would frequently stop and complain. Very unlike him, and probably meant that he was tired – and possibly still not 100% after his faintiness last week. It seemed to take forever to reach Church Street.

He wasn’t much better in the restaurant. Certainly not through the starters, but then neither was I after I’d tasted the “hummus”. Oh well, the rest of it was tasty.

Things got much brighter with mains. Joel had some chicken teriyaki which disappeared quickly. I had some pork belly with scallops, which was very tasty indeed. Lily seemed perfectly happy with her choice from the very small, very uninspired children’s menu – chicken strips, chips and beans. The whole thing was worth the walk and everyone was in a good mood by the end of the evening.

So nothing much of note to report. A not-so-brisk 2.75km walk to the restaurant with the children being the sum total of the day’s activities. Hopefully I’ll hear if I’ve got an appointment somewhere tomorrow.