connie & alfie

made my way over to putney to see connie today, felinity & me have been planning it for awhile with J & A, J being our cousin, dad of connie...

so hang on... am i calling her by her real name? i appear to be, oh well, no harm, she's only 4 months old... odd though, to have a rule and not observe it in one situation...?

anyway, on the way there i was thinking about her, her birthday, which was the day after my 32nd birthday, and of alfie, G's son, who was born on my 25th birthday...

when i arrived in putney felinity was already there sipping tea... she gave A her present which was a perfect little hat that she'd knitted, fitted very well on connie's head, i gave them the CD of the track and we listened to it... i think over the course of the visit we heard it maybe three times... neither J nor A actually said whether they liked it or not, they both said how much they appreciated it, the fact that i'd done it and how only i could have given a present like this, but neither one said what they thought of it... not that i mind, it's for connie not them... odd though...

near the end of our visit, which involved much tea and some cake, connie was layed down on a mat, she'd started rolling over this week, although J hadn't yet seen it in the flesh... so we all watched as she wobbled around on the mat and raised her little legs in the air, toppling over onto her side then rolling back again... very exciting actually, would she do it? i video'd her exertions, possibly to be used on my video of the piece... she did in fact do two complete back to front rolls (as in, lying on her back and then rolling onto her front) while we were there, something special about the fact the J was seeing it for the first time too... J and A were both lovely, he's become a really nice dad, this was the first time i'd met A except for their wedding (for which i bought the suit), nice to talk to her - passed on the knowledge of chamomilla for teething troubles, just as josiah passed it on to a new mum at her house on wednesday night...

very glad to have felinity there, strangely her voice got quieter and quieter as the visit went on, although she was back up to normal volume as we walked to the train... i forgot to mention it to her...

nice also to have long train/tube journeys in which to read, the wind-up bird chronicles being great, for some reason i didn't know that felinity had read it, and i was slightly put out that i hadn't lent it to her... i'm fairly possessive about haruki murakami in an odd way...

so anyway once back in north london i was out and about doing some shopping and i got a phonecall from G, dad of alfie, who i'd been thinking about earlier, he's in town for the night and was inviting me out to the party he's going to, which i now know i'm not going to, just going to read and chill out at home...

another saturday night not partying, boring old man i'm becoming...

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