Lost

Son2 has returned for the weekend, having been to the football with Mr DA this afternoon. It’s great to see him as always and he’s going to join us for a friend’s birthday lunch tomorrow, at which some of his old school friends will also be present, before he goes back to uni again.

I embarked on a major decluttering exercise today, putting all manner of surplus stuff into piles for the charity shop, the tip, the recycling and into storage boxes, respectively. During the course of this I came across the note pictured which Son2 wrote in 2006. A future archaeologist may well find said tooth and attempt to work out how it came to be there.