Not quite tennis

Normally once folk have lost the rubbery thing for covering a tow bar, they opt for a split tennis ball, this driver has found a more imaginative solution.

Quiet day...

Between our joint incompetence Orange France and I managed to break the Internet. Happily Wolf Hall filled the browsing sized hole in my evening. In other news, CarbBoy's history test was postponed, giving us longer to learn about Charlemagne, though I fear the Counts maybe a little past their best in another two weeks. TallGirl managed to get 20.5 out of 20 in her science test; her science teacher's maths test result is not noted.