- I returned to Amsterdam this week on a customer visit. I used to travel back-and-forth to the Netherlands at a previous job so it felt very familiar speeding my way through Schiphol airport.
- We took our customer out for dinner and drinks at a couple of places I knew. We had a beer on the rooftop Gapp bar before it closed for rain, and then around the corner to De Vergulden Eenhoorn for a big slab of meat in an 18th century barn.
- For lunch on our final day, after a successful visit, our host decided we should eat at De Kas, a greenhouse in the heart of the city surrounded by gardens where they grow their own produce. Amazing beetroot, asparagus and cockles courses.
- Back home I took C to Lego club in the local library. I had to resist the urge to build things myself, focusing on my role as brick-finder. At the end they take the creations for display on one of the bookshelves. He was very proud of his bear cave and lookout tower guarded by a Minecraft Creeper on horseback.
- It was then the boys’ football prize-giving on Sunday. It was C’s first football medal in the under-6s while his big brother picked up another trophy, eclipsing my sporting haul. The sun was shining and despite coaches and parents having had a couple of drinks, we joined the kick-about with the team. H was fuming that “the worst player on the pitch” (me) scored against his team.
- While playing I had one eye on my phone for the Premier League scores. Arsenal’s last-day improbable dream was firmly squished by Man City who cruised to the win they needed. Next season?
