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Hope didn't like tomato juice, other than as an excuse to talk American. Floss said it was too salty (from the girl who puts salt on salt).

Generations at either side made their peace, and I found cheap ish flights to LA for my folks. £150 each cheaper going from Glasgow rather than Edinburgh.

Got my pile of unprocessed emails under 100 for the first time since early June, despite a short day and no staff, or maybe because of that? Tired, so I really was picking out the low hanging fruit. Nice evening with the girls but Floss really could do with tidying some space to work in rather than her current practice of nesting. Have threatened to tidy her room tomorrow if she doesn't. With a bin bag.