Thursday, March 13, 2008

Cosy nocturnal adventure

3:30 am, driving my 9 year old daughter through the city to the airport. She's off to a gymnastics competion in Portugal with her club.

So many pleasures. Special companionship of just one of the three daughters alone. half asleep in the vaguely menacing night-time urban scenery. Lovely swooshy drive through the empty streets. Bright eyed enthusiasm of the other children as we gather. Paternal pride in her sporting accomplishements. Esprit de corps, and gratitude towards the coaches and judges. She rings at 0930 to say she's arrived, and that it's all sunny and warm. (Unlike here).

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