1. Perfectly fluffy bread – usually something we avoid but for bacon butties, there is nothing finer.
2. It’s Heritage Open Weekend so we visit City Hall. Last time we were there (for the planning meeting in July), we only saw the boring business end on our way up to the (albeit magnificent) meeting hall. This time, we get to climb the stack of steps into the belly of the beast. Built in Bradford’s heyday, the opulence is dazzling – but we’re taken with the small things: the pencil lines on the balsa wood model of the building, the strange (manual) composition of the councillors’ picture from a hundred years ago, and the teeny tiny metal loom.
2b. Our niece – a few years older than her brother and cousins and becoming more aware of the age difference every day – retreats upstairs to escape from “the children”. I take her a book I’ve bought for her, which steps through how to draw cartoon animals. We draw a fox and a leopard together – and are pleasingly surprised by the simplicity & results.
3. For their (34th) birthdays, we buy them little hexibugs. We buy some for us too and then spend a ridiculous amount of time watching them race around between obstacles on our coffee table. (This hypnotises Lily too.) We enjoy the soft thrum sound as they walk but later, when we’re gaming, we try to use them to make the most grating noises – rattling beer caps against ceramics is a winner.
3b. After being laughably bad at it for a few weeks, I win my first point at Ricochet Robots.
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