the corner office

Amidst all the excitement of hung parliaments, Leo had his third birthday this weekend, and I can tell you that negotiating for the future of the country and the fate of the parliamentary system is nothing compared to the stress entailed by organising children's birthday parties.

Perhaps I'm just not wired properly, but a room full of toddlers wired on chocolate and sugar taxes my nervous system in ways that are hard to describe. Probably not helped by the fact that I was wired on chocolate and sweets and cake too. Nonetheless, our dear son has had an excellent haul present-wise (thanks to all of you to whom that applies), the party was a great success, and we can now give ourselves 11 months before starting to panic about the next one.