Lost

Bank holiday weekends are always the same at the park; lots of people apparently now going round wearing just one shoe.

We washed three cars this morning, which is probably why it’s now clouded over. Mr DA is at the football this afternoon while I do a very final check of the thesis before I press the button and, finally, formally submit it tomorrow.

Son1 has a stomach upset to add to the hairline fracture to his arm, sustained on Thursday while playing football in his lunch break (which I completely forgot to mention on here!). He’s gone off with +1, wearing his sling and looking a little peely wally, for a walk round Waggoners’ Wells.