In the afternoon I order a new toilet seat now that we
have identified the one we need. At least I hope we have. The seat we have is
completely unhitched now, and so it is something of a balancing act, not to
fall off the toilet at the moment. Guess who is getting the blame for that?
I do the ironing and knock up a risotto. The eldest who
has gone to see friends’ texts to say she is staying out for tea, and will let
us know later when she needs picking up! So fairly typical teenage behaviour. I
do the paper round in the evening, which is a nice bit of fresh air for me. I
do ask the youngest if he wants to help, but apparently playing on his xbox is
more enjoyable!
We eventually get a request to pick the eldest up at
10.30pm, and Mrs P goes. I think she’s secretly hoping to see the eldest’s
friends.
Yours looking for a strike.
Jay
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