Well, that's a load of alliteration for you! Seb's due to attend a 'settling in' session at his new school this afternoon; it's drop off at 2:15 and pick up by 3:10 (I wonder whether I've enough time to nip to the shops during the 55 minute child hiatus?) I went to a school meeting last week and one of the rules is that no child should sport a temporary tattoo, so guess what I've gone and done? I must say the rose design looks rather natty on my right wrist! At least it'll make me blend in with the other parents a bit more (meow!)
It was strange leaving Polly in the house last week, not that anything untoward happened but I'm not sure if I'm happy with the lodger arrangement, especially since Roger's bequest. She's a very intense girl - I can't put my finger upon it, but there's something really odd about her, she hasn't any friends of her own except the lugubrious Roger Reynolds and she's totally self-obsessed. I'll keep you informed of all happenings on this score.
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