Not a rehearsal

Circumstances found me and the kids home alone for lunch on Saturday. Mrs Little City was out with her folks, and, as we sat down to eat, I was struck by the fact that we would be repeating this scene in exactly seven days’ time.

It’s just that next week, there’ll only be three of us for lunch because we’ll have just dropped Mrs LC off at Heathrow for her flight out to Doha. Our new life will officially be underway.

I pointed this out to the kids as a way of of trying to put some context to what’s about to happen. But children will never cease to surprise you with their take on things. Kid A (8 and a half, going on 17) looked at me for a second and then asked: “Is this a rehearsal?”

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