Twenty-eight

My latest book finished last night all bar the poem it is based on. I enjoyed the mix of non-fiction and comment on poetry written by a poet. It’s been a relatively gentle backdrop to this week’s busyness. Just 90 Year 5s in today rather than yesterday’s 150 and it was another good day. One more to go tomorrow and then a return to normal business for one day at least.

And Bailey has had a treat this evening with a visit from his favourite to be given instructions for his evening insulin dose in preparation for me not being around on Saturday evening.