From where I am on the sofa I can hear T shouting out with loud laughter as he listens to the Halloween Qi programme on iPlayer.
We had a row earlier in the kitchen, but somehow it got defused. I said that I turn into a toad at 9pm every night and he said *he* couldn't understand why *I* didn't understand his (very intricate and confusing) explanation of how to buy books from Amazon for the Kindle. Then he didn't want to hear how I would have explained it to an older person (me).
I can just imagine the discussions between teenager and parent back in time or indeed far in the future.
I'm meant to be writing my home ed review for October, but instead I'm reading my own blog!