Sadly we left the countryside for home and took the train into London and then a black cab with Oona sleeping in the pram, Kiefer in the baby seat. When we got to S's front door lo and behold she did not have a key nor did I. So I went to Starbucks for coffee, chips and juice. S phoned A on my phone and he came very promptly and unlocked the door. We really cut it close to Kiefer's dinner time. He is still happy camping on the front step but not for much longer. Oona is under her blankie or "flankie" hiding from the camera. I will rise early and galavant alone tomorrow.~I~
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