I’m still tidying up today after the eldest’s trip. The
problem I have is she needed certain new gear for the trip, both camping and
clothing. This assorted gear now needs to be found a home, and most of our wardrobes
are filled. An example being the wardrobe Mrs P and I have in our bedroom. We
started with half each, but now I have inherited all the junk on my side, and
Mrs P has inherited some of my space. I think it’s a girl thing - never
anything to wear, but a wardrobe full of clothes. I eventually manage to
secrete most stuff on an upper shelf in the eldest’s wardrobe, and until she
needs the space for more clothes I should alright.
The youngest goes out to play football with his mates
this afternoon, which is how summer holidays should be. Jumpers for goal posts,
long hot sunny days and home for tea. As the eldest is out I do the ironing in
front of the TV, with a choice of Ashes cricket, Ladies British Open golf, and
racing from Goodwood to watch. It’s a hard life but someone has to do it.
Yours enjoying the view.
Jay
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