The Boy is currently away with his mum in Switzerland. Four days. It's the first time he's been abroad, and it's the first time I've been in a different country to him. I don't think I like it.
The Boy called me on Skype last night from Zurich. He likes the hotel, and he liked flying, despite it being one of his biggest fears for a long time. Something else conquered. He didn't like the television though. He said on the phone that the only thing you can watch is the News, because everything else they just talk "blababullah blafhr bluuuueeegggghhhhhrrrrrd".
This blog is about bringing up The Boy. He's 12 years old and autistic. It's written by The Dad. It's my words, my view. Other people will think differently and have different opinions. Good.