Last Tuesday I had a meeting in London.
Mark had some work to catch up on and so to give him a bit of
undisturbed office time (which it transpired also translated to a game of golf
but we’ll leave that for another day) Alby headed to the city with me.
As I met with work colleagues, had a grumble and worked out
our plans for the next year, Alby bashed his way around the Natural History
Museum with my best friend Kate.
A cultured day out in London
doesn’t quite qualify as a Mummy Fail so you may interpret the story so far as
me softening you up to my fail. A fail
which started on the train to London
with Alby’s breakfast – a packet of crisps, and ended with his pub dinner – a plate
of chips.
To soften the Mama Fail slightly, the breakfast crisps were
organic baby-friendly baked crisps which cost a ridiculous amount to soften my
ego, but they were still crisps. And the
evening dinner may have come with a fish finger sandwich and a vegetable
garnish but let’s be honest, Alby pretty much just ate the chips.
To extend the Fail slightly, Kate admitted Alby had also
stolen a handful of chips from her boyfriends plate at lunchtime. So all in all a healthy diet for the little
man.
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