Parent's 15 year wedding anniversary today. Could have been out on parole with good behaviour in half the time.
Some of us had a terrible day. At going-home time, Bud had a flat tyre and having spent 40 angry minutes looking for the special adaptor for the complicated self-locking wheelnut, made it to school 1 minute before the doors opened with a spare wheel and dirty cut hands.
I already knew I was going home with Erin because of some form of not-picking-me-up emergency, so I had a HUGE huff when this turned out to be untrue.
When I had huffed and puffed home, it turned out that the builders had also had a bad day when they drilled right through a gas pipe buried in concrete, and a water pipe next to it, with the last 2 screws of the day, so everything had to stop while they summoned an emergency gasman.
But then Erin herself saved me and I went round to hers for ages and played very nicely, thank you. It was only when he came to get me for Trampolining lessons that I huffed again, and hid under her bed.
We collected a newly tyred wheel (£65) from the garage and I got Badge #4 in trampling! It's not so bad after all, apart from where I had some buttered potatoes and baby corn that I didn't like for supper. The first several bites are lovely. But when I get bored of them and want to save space for chocolate, I don't like them.
Later I painted wood primer onto skirting boards and my leg.
Later I painted wood primer onto skirting boards and my leg.
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