K’s 12th birthday. Went alright. Lots and lots of sugar; had enough calories for the week. Wanted to get out and about with Nicolas, so – finally – fixed the bicycle and had thought to take him out for a bicycle ride. But he proved so insecure about his abilities that I had to resort to run alongside him for the 3 kilometer trek. No worries – it’s been half a year or even more since he sat on it, so naturally takes a short while getting used to.
Later in the evening visited V’s parents who’d taken up temporary residence at the local camping grounds, Dorthe’s idea methinks. Will stay until tomorrow, Stig’s birthday, where we’ll do a trip to Lousiana Museum, and lunch there. Should at the very least make it a snappier Friday.