Rewind it!

Just three days back from Edinburgh and e-mail reminders of the need for two more trips arrive. Elder son still hasn’t forgiven me for last week’s excursion. He wants to go to Edinburgh. Not some time in the future, which could be fun, but last Friday. He wants that time back. Every morning he wakes up chanting “Rewind it mummy, rewind it.” Autism is supposed to mean not being able to generalise. He shouldn’t be capable of concluding that what works with TV, works with real life. He shouldn’t. So far all I can do is tell him we’ve lost the remote.


(  Moral mathematics. Spoilers for Becoming II and The Gift  )