Engineering

I am typing this from Norwich Railway station car park, waiting for Daniel, who is due in at 10.30.

Half a day at work, then an afternoon of shopping and birthday cake making.

Henry had the company of his friend Fred for the day, who had cycled from Cromer. Now he is hard at work making something from a plastic bottle lid, two lolly sticks, wires and one of his little motors. He has a glue gun, dremel electric something, and his soldering iron, all plugged in.

He has the engineering gene passed down from my dad. I hope he continues with it.

Mollie has my car tonight. She finishes work at 11.30. We should be home about then.

Train's here! I'm off.