I'll probably have to read it again soon though since most of it was read with an annoying 2 year old beside me looking for more milk, different episodes of Cugginton etc. etc. so I'd read a few lines at a time
It's almost impossible to do anything with a two-year old next to you. Glad you managed to finish it, though. (I'm already beavering away at the notes for the next one...)
I've almost contantly got a two-year-old next to me, too. It certainly makes concentrating difficult... I just tend to have to put everything off until he's asleep, which makes progress pretty slow!
They Were Our Gods - a website charting my progress on an upcoming book of the same name, about the UK gaming scene in the 1980s.
Mine are now 16 and 18. Don't envy you your 2 year old(s). But teens are just as bad in a different way. Want a lift, want money, moan, groan, grumpy, want money, want money, want a lift somewhere, grumpy, ad infinitum...
Not looking forward to the teenage time; the previous eleven years have had plenty of 'special' moments... My six year old having a screaming fit on a rowing boat in the middle of a German lake was particularly bad. The sound of his shrieks echoed from the surrounding mountains for miles around. And all because we wanted him to yield the oars to his brother.
@Andy: Surely it's getting better now? Please tell me it gets better!
Playing too many computergames while trying to raise a couple of kids at the same time might turn out to be quite a challenge in the end... or? har-har
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