K. and M. are off to the beach. This leaves me here in Dorset, doing a job application. As ever, the word 'hopelight' comes to mind when I have to sell myself to people. It's very tempting to think that I just turn-up, but I'm sure it's more complicated than that.
M. grows every day. There are random word-sounding noises coming out now on a fairly regular basis. It's tempting to add more meaning to them than they actually have. Is M. actually saying 'Daddy' and 'Look'? It could be anything really.
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