Day 26, 9:51am, 26 January 2019
I get Little Miss to her Acro Dance just in time. Afterwards, we just make the bus to take us into town. 'Just in time' seems synonymous with life at the moment. Scraping by, everything last minute. So buying her Girlguiding blanket and getting back in time for lunch and before the boys go to taekwon-do seems like a victory. A small one, but a victory. Or it does until I lose my bus pass. It is either lost on the bus to the hairdressers, at the hairdressers or in Iceland (the shop). It rattles me and I feel the tension rising within me. Back home, I am more sharp with the kids than I intend to be at their token tidying up efforts.
It takes a trip to see Stan and Ollie to resettle me. I don't get Laurel and Hardy. Slapstick in general does not appeal. I don't warm to their characters either during most of it, it feels a little mawkish to be watching their decline. But as the film draws to a close, tears roll down my cheek as I am half expecting Hardy to collapse on stage as they make their final performance. Just in time, it feels like I have found a heart and the tears are cathartic.
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