I'm writing this, wrapped up in many layers, having struggled and failed to get the central heating to kick-in and recollecting last weekend when London basked in 30 degree sunshine. It was the pinnacle of a gobsmackingly beautiful week and a glorious way to finish a wonderful summer and herald the on set of a long, cold, winter. Before that though; October has started and, as you probably know, October is, officially, second favourite month of the year.
But back to last weekend. We had a 14 strong, Harlesden Dads, night out at The Regent on Friday night. I had a bit of a lie-in, Saturday morning, while Ibolya took Ruby and Lucas to ballet class. When the little ones had their afternoon snooze, we had a little kip in garden and then all went round the corner to Minky and Samira's for a BBQ. On Sunday, I took the little ones to Queen's Park farmers market and then met up with Dan, and his little ones, in the park, where we had a play in the sandpit, brunch and beer in the sunshine. And to round off a glorious weekend, we went over to Kate and Dan's on Sunday afternoon, for what must surely be the very last BBQ of the year.
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