The Bastard Birds

I don't think we're going to see the back of this pair until we get back from camp...

I successfully dropped the girls off at stupid o'clock this morning, and of course then struggled to get back to sleep. Amelia has texted me a few times, says it's very hot and she's eaten a fantastic pizza, so she seems happy.

The rest of my day was pretty unremarkable. I spent more time than I should have wrestling the college laminator, hardly any real work, and quite a bit of gossiping. All good. Apart from the bastard birds, obvs.