Not the sort of birthday we'd planned. For a start, we cancelled her party (not fair to invite mums and children into the warzone) and for the rest of the day we were confined to our home. However, we made the most of it. N stunned us by agreeing to breakfast before presents. The big one was a dolls house - flatpacked, so I had to put it together. So now they have one each. She loves it. We had our American and French-Czech neighbours come down for cake. Getting a bit cabin-fevery...
Meanwhile, Bangkok city centre bristles with skirmishes and we can hear bombs and gunfire every now and again. Two short power cuts while the girls were in the bath didn't help. Though it does help that they don't really understand what's going on.
I was going to watch the FA Cup Final with my Dutch friend Egon, but even though he only lives a molotov cocktail's throw away, it wasn't worth it. So we resorted to text-banter. Bit delayed, but it had its moments. Chelsea deserved winners but if Boateng hadn't missed that penalty...
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