It's a strange thing parenting an autistic son - for example, there's so much I do understand, but then there's a whole lot of other stuff I haven't a clue about. For example, and forgive me if I've mentioned it before, but he's got a thing about being seen about with two parents. I recall being very embarrassed by my own mother whilst a teenager because she insisted on wearing a market purchased florescent pink sweatshirt emblazoned with 'Macadam Street Boys' on the front and a crude depiction of a youth skateboarding with gay abandon. That said, I don't really wear anything particularly odd whilst out and about.
He wanted a classmate of his to visit on Sunday. We don't normally do playdates in this household because I find it really stressful. The child in question isn't a particularly good influence on him in my opinion, but I won't elaborate, lest I get pilloried for such behaviour.
In other news, I'm still obsessed with my Cineworld Unlimited Card. For those not in the know, it's a pre-paid card in which the consumer signs up for a year's subscription at the princely sum of £16.90 per calendar month. For that, you can have entry into pretty much any cinema in the UK, with the exception of the three ones located in central London. I have been to see countless films since I obtained the card back in February - some good, some bad and others, well, they were mediocre.
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