I'm a right scrubber!

Why do I stay up late when I know I have to be up and out of the house at the crack of sparrow fart? It was a mighty effort to get out of bed and I had to race into town to get to work on time. It was a good day though, long, but good. I was home by half six. 

I had no photo so I looked up a few ideas on t'internet and decided to try this. I have foolishly used markers that won't wash off......I need to get my hands cleaned before tomorrow, I shall scrub and scrub and scrub....sigh.

Well.....we start wearing our new uniforms tomorrow. The blue stains on my knuckles will match the tunic....Oh flip!