Wedding Fayre this Sunday......

......a day which threw two large dollops of stuff at me which seemed distinctly unfair. I mustn't let it get to me, and should recognise my own hand in its production, but can't help turning it over in my mind looking for ways I might have handled it differently.

Elsewhere, Rosco gifted me a copy of The Castle; so funny. I had a period of cmdC, cmdV this afternoon, so I pressed Play and listened to the soundtrack. Most mirthsome.

Owen attended class with the P6/P7 composite, having escaped the clutches of P5/P6. He seemed to enjoy the reunion with his classmates from last year.