End of the month spring roll samosas

Back of the freezer and fridge job. Ben hasn't noticed they've got peas in.

A bit of a weird day, in that it involved visiting the police with a damsel in distress having had her purse pick pocketed in the market (it's the season, I guess) and then trying to persuade the bank to cancel her cards. It wasn't easy to find a quiet spot to make a call in town, the Firo build up is beginning. And the ridiculous conversation I had with the ever so unhelpful help desk was too frustrating.

Then down to the PAC for antibiotics for Ben's tonsils. Easy. Just go during lunchtime and there's no one there.

The boys had to give me some time to sort books and toys ready for recycling and some big time dumping. Now I feel marginally less stressed at the volume of detritus to get back into their rooms.

What a fusion.