Behemoth and Churchill


Prominent among the stopovers from L and my wedding anniversary party was the Behemoth and his partner S. Robin wallowed in their attention and found great joy riding back from the park on the Behemoth’s shoulders. He fell asleep in the car on the way to the station and cried when back at home: “I want Churchill”, mispronouncing S’s Italian name.


Amidst the mid-evening chaos of the anniversary party, Eliza was overwhelmed. Children were dashing around with water-guns, adults talking loudly. Eliza didn’t know what to do. L took her to bed and read stories, but she came back down and quietly took part into the late evening.


Gabe’s level of interest in the World Cup deserves a better tournament. As well as watching the games, live where possible, or in repeats, he predicted the result of every game (Spain to beat Brazil in the final), recording the actual scores, collecting cards. Maybe the knockout stages will provide a return or maybe football everywhere is reward enough.


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