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Today was great. I woke up in time for Pol to tell me that Livi was coming over with Harvey and, very briefly, Adam. The last time I saw Harvey, he was a dark-haired babe in arms. Now he's a sandy-haired and very taking boy, full of curiosity about the world but amazingly good-mannered for someone who is only very nearly two. He's also a neat eater, within the limits of his dexterity. Human bodies are complicated to operate, and you don't realise how much until you watch a young person trying to use their hands well.

We went to the Swan with Two Nicks for lunch. The food was good - slow braised lamb shank with apricots and roasted garlic for me, chicken stir fry for Livi, Harvey had sausages and chips and some of Livi's crab salad and my side vegetables. He likes crab, which I thought would have been too bitter for a toddler. Livi looked in good form and was great company, talking about crafts and life in general, and Pol has been a sweetheart all weekend, so it was a really nice day out.

Pol's new toy, a radio-controlled helicopter, is a huge draw for just about everyone, apparently.

I got back tired, slept in a draughty room and woke up in agony. Cocodamol did nothing, which made me realise it wasn't actually a migraine, but a one-sided tension headache. While nothing except opiates seem to touch my migraine pain, opiates do nothing whatsoever for muscle pain, which needs anti-inflammatories or, in this case, a nice hot bath which Pol ran for me. So, my day started with company, moved on to lunch and ended with a lovely hot bath which I didn't even have to run.

It's been a nice day.