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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Just to prove that it never rains but it pours, I arrived home from work yesterday to find a jury summons waiting for me on the doormat. In my (almost) thirty-nine years on the planet, I've never been called up for jury service, and now they want me to do it the week before Lisa gives birth.

I like to judge people whenever possible, so naturally I'm keen to take part, but sadly, if they want me to do it in late July, there's every chance that instead of delivering the verdict of twelve angry men, I'll be delivering the baby of one angry woman. There could be more contractions than convictions, and the only ward of court will be maternity. So rather than hold up a murder trial by dashing off to the hospital in the middle of the closing arguments, I've filled in the form asking for my jury service to be deferred. It might be the most important civic duty one can perform, but it still comes second to our baby.

It does mean, however, that I'll be called up at some point in the next twelve months. And this time it can't be deferred. So that's something to look forward to. It'll be the quietest week ever on my blog.

In the meantime though, I've got a lot on my plate...

That's Big Kitten moving on from finger food to massive plates of meat. Having written yesterday that we'll be employing the use of a saucer, I realised that we don't actually own any. So I stole that one from Amelie's plastic tea set.

Miraculously, we managed to get all three of them eating from the saucer last night. In fact, with the progress we've made since Sunday, the only thing now standing between us and fully weaned kittens, is their mother's tendency to steal food from under their noses...

The soundtrack to that video is a TV programme about child poverty in Wales. It's the kind of thing I like to watch when I've spent my last penny on cat food for the starving kittens.


Phil's Mum said...

Shimmy thinks she's given everything to those kittens.  She deserves a little recompense.

Phil said...

I'm not sure that shoving your children's faces out of their food so that you can eat it, is really the best life lesson to be teaching.

Glad to hear that your future inlaws are already assessing your financial capabilities though. No pressure, obviously, but you'd better get a proper job. And quick.