Back home I made myself a coffee and the eldest a cuppa
then got lunch ready for us. I look forward to the day she makes lunch for me,
though I suspect she is not dissimilar to most teenage girls. I wish her luck
as I see her off to her exam and then pop into town to go to the kids bank. I’ve
a cheque to pay in and need to convert one of the accounts to one paying a
higher interest rate. I’d have thought it might have been done automatically as
the bank previously changed their accounts without asking us, but no if it
involves you getting more interest (though still a low rate) you need to ask.
It’s blowing a gale when I get home but at least the
washing is dry, giving me no excuse for not doing the ironing before getting tea
ready for all. The eldest’s exam went well, which was great news, only three to
go now and she can relax. On this evenings perambulation Mrs P mentions that in
a months’ time the days will be getting shorter, and she’s right. Summer needs
to hurry up and make its mark before it misses its chance. Staycations are not
looking that attractive this year unless the temperature rises by at least 15°c.
Yours dreaming of sun kissed beaches.
Jay
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