Leftovers

The Sunday lunch that keeps on giving...

School office this morning. A tricky personnel issue that - happily - CheeseLady dealt with. Otherwise, the normal chat. Oh, and the good news that a restaurant is opening next week in our village. Admin and blip-catching-up, then some research into another thorny issue at school.

Later, the foot doctor poked and prodded TallGirl and gave the surprising verdict that everything from TG's shoulders down is wrong. Back in a few weeks for a solution. (I told her she ran funny, now I guess she has an excuse.)

Bumped into Mr CheeseLady at the garden centre, and later he popped round to return our trailer - with added cheese to say thank you (that trailer was a great investment).

To no-one's surprise, the forecast hurricane turned out to be a stiff breeze.

There's a flurry of backblipping if you're into that kind of thing.