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Date: 22 February 2006 13:34:43
was the first day of the rest of my life.
The cliché says that this is true everyday, but that leaches the meaning out of the statement so much as to make it utterly vacuous. Whereas this day really was the start of something. Our second (and final!) child, Airdrie, started school. Okay, so it was only an afternoon session in the pre-reception nursery class, but it means she's out of our hands, being looked after by very competent professionals.
So she's started on that long dark windy road called education, that will lead to all kinds of intolerable stuff including, ultimately, having to work for a living. But it also means that we've started on that long bright sunny road towards getting a life again. Without having to pay a penny for the privilege Jedburgh and I met, during the day, and talked without having to worry about looking after the kids. It's pathetic how much that means. And even more pathetic that pretty much the only thing we could talk about was the kids. I guess there's more to freedom than simply not being in prison.