25th January

Teddy was in my office this morning. I think I may have accidently stuck, 'unlicensed counselor,' on my door for the amount of people I get wandering in with their issues. Still, I listened.

Ted is worried about becoming a dad, what if the kid is sick or if he hates him? I listened, nodded, hmmed and ahhed in all the right places. Truth is I was daydreaming about my and Ginny's plans for the evening. In the end I told him to stop panicking, he's got a few months until it arrives anyway. He seemed glad to have unloaded and thanked me for listening.