A Senior Moment
I was convinced we'd booked to go see Alice and James in Leicester today. So much so that Ailz and I had been discussing the pros and cons of driving down the motorway on a holiday weekend. Just as well then that I rang Al yesterday to make sure she was expecting us. Because she wasn't. And quite right too. I checked the calendar and there was the irrefutable evidence. We'd booked for the 18th. Which she and I had then to renegotiate because that's the date of Ailz's next tutorial.
What a mess. I guess this is the outcome of what Ailz and Ruth delicately refer to as "a senior moment"
So Ailz will do her essay instead. And I will paint my vintage wargaming figures. I completed two yesterday and bid for a bunch more on eBay. The model village is getting to be terribly crowded.
What a mess. I guess this is the outcome of what Ailz and Ruth delicately refer to as "a senior moment"
So Ailz will do her essay instead. And I will paint my vintage wargaming figures. I completed two yesterday and bid for a bunch more on eBay. The model village is getting to be terribly crowded.
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Make more houses, please! Then you will have a city.
(Is the little wooden woman among your warriors, with her rolling pin and mean face? Or did she run away?)
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The little wooden woman is in Ailz's room- cheering her on as she struggles with her essay.