My Mum's Hat

We are going on holiday on Saturday. Mum laid some things out in the spare room yesterday in preparation. Today I decided to try on her hat. It suits me, no?

Orla is in a group at nursery where the teachers are involved in a jobshare. Until today, she had only met one of the teachers. I tried to explain it to her, but she still cried when she got to nursery today and Mrs Gallagher wasn't there. My Mum left her in Miss Munro's capable hands though, and when she went back for her Orla was sitting chatting away to Miss Munro, quite the thing. Her dad brought her home, and as they were getting out of the car Orla said, "a boy hurt me, on my cheek". Dad asked "was it an accident?" and Orla replied "yes, with a number 9". Dad gave a wry smile at the detail, and Orla very indignantly said, "It's not funny Daddy!"