Uncursed

Friday the 13th was benign. Work was busy, nobody tried to wash their hands in the toilet, always a bonus. Overheard a conversation at the station where a wee girl expressed her view about the appearance of princesses. The ? Nanny replied and said that princesses could absolutely have tattoos. 

Cleaned, mopped, hoovered and washed the towels from our visitors. George the greyhound took up a lot of space for his enthusiastic bone chewing. 

Collapsed into bed to hear about 30 seconds of an Agatha Christie radio play. It doesn't matter which episode but they are the most sophorific. 

Anarchists start young here.