Whataday

[ailbhe]

Numbergames. Phonecalls interrupted changing nappies, dressing children, brushing teeth. Trikling to town to meet people and change PIN on new bank card. Lunch out. Meet people. FIRE ALARM. Flee. Rob trikled Linnea and her friend to nursery and came back again. I tried to trikle a sleeping Emer home (off my back and into the trike with minimal waking! Go me!) but got PUNCTURE. One auto-repair place I passed pumped my tire up but it was a FAST PUNCTURE. So I pushed until the inner tube came OUT and tied itself ALL AROUND THE AXLE. Luckily this was on Gower street opposite the motorcycle repair shop so I WOKE EMER UP and crossed the road and begged for help and they took the inner tube off and fastened the tyre to the rim with cableties so I could push it home.

Pushed it home and the spare inner tube has a puncture TOO.

And anyway the rim tape is shredded.

Damn. I got a puncture last year too. IT HAPPENS ALL THE TIME. The trike is only two years old. WHY ARE THERE SO MANY DRAWING PINS? and why is it always drawing pins?

Anyway, now Emer is asleep and I have to wake her up AGAIN to go to nursery and get Linnea and I DON'T WANT TO.

But Linnea's-and-my relationship really is benefiting from getting out less and seeing fewer people, even though she seemed to be thriving on her previous extroverted lifestyle. Perhaps I confused "she's popular" with "she's happy" or something.

I must email the trike people about a service.