Finsbury ParkPosted on 2012/04/07 12:52:35 (April 2012). [Friday 6th April 2012]
Today was Good Friday, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt at having had two long weekends in a row.
Chie's friend Naoko-san invited us to a picnic in Finsbury park this afternoon. Following last weekend's error of judgement, where I'd actually got a bit sunburnt, I decided this time to take my hat. This proved to be a prudent move despite the fact that after the first half an hour or so it wasn't particularly sunny, as towards the end of our time there it was actually pretty cold. Although I couldn't help but feel a bit self conscious about it, it certainly looked a bit out of place in this part of London, being so far away from St. James's.
We were joined throughout the afternoon by a succession of parents with young children (Naoko-san and her other half Frank have a very sweet two year old called Tae-chan). They all proceded to do the now boringly familiar thing that new parents do, of telling you what an incredibly hard time they've had of it, and how you couldn't possibly imagine how extremely difficult the whole thing is. I couldn't help but be reminded of Charlie Brooker's article on recently becoming a father:
During the pregnancy, whenever a parent spotted me so much as eating a biscuit, they'd chortle and say: "Ho ho: enjoy eating biscuits while you can! Your biscuit-eating days are over, my friend! There'll be no time for biscuits once the baby arrives!"
We left the park a little after 5, and were very glad to be back on a warm tube.
At home in the evening I made a kind of macaroni cheese, with some broccoli and cauliflower mixed in as a bit of a tip of the hat towards healthy eating.
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