Dragging my feet about it

This morning was the second Parent and Toddler group (two fathers, four mothers and eight kids today). I spent a fair proportion of it watching Ryan and Bea wheel tricycles around outside (they seem oblivious to the cold) and chatting about natural disasters and potty training. Thursday is at the school furthest away from our house and, for once, I found the walk back (via Tesco) hard going - I haven't got out enough over Christmas.

This year is the first year (since we got cable) that I won't be seeing a Buffy-world series starting on Sky One this month. Admittedly, it's a safe bet that 24 (fourth season) will be starting soon but I still think I need a new show to watch.