In the absence of being able to write* Matei has been turning to drawing in order to document the violations of order and propriety he witnesses on a daily basis (mostly ones done by his sister). He has taken to this project with the commitment and dedication of a Stasi and usually collates the evidence and presents it to me on a daily basis
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All Hallows eve started on a shaky note. Z was running late from work and I was still applying finishing touches to Matei's mask* at 5pm. Helena did a forward roll off the bed managing to bang herself in the head, and then faceplanted the edge of the stairs. Meanwhile Matei became so distraught by the fact that people were coming to our door and we
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After 3 weeks of hard graft, 3 nights cleaning until 3am, countless swear words, and a bone-deep weariness which has slowly turned into a cautious sense of glee, the kitchen is finally done.