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The sound of silence

Knock, knock, knock. Muuuummm, mmmmuuuumm, Can I come into your room? Can I have the iPad? Will you read me a story? Where’s my onesie? Is it breakfast time yet? I close the laptop with a sigh. It’s 6.03 am and I thought (stupidly) that at this time I would get some peace and quiet. I’ve got so much to do. My husband is away, work is piling up and don’t even talk to me about washing. The door opens and they all pile in. Two excited children and two unruly dogs. The kids are jumping on the bed, laughing,…

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