Hanging Around

It’s half nine and I’ve just sat down. I had an open evening at school until 7, raced home, threw some food down my neck, raced to choir, sang, raced home, am now drinking a glass of wine and about to go to bed.

It’s the scarecrow festival this weekend and Rapunzel has got herself shut in the church tower by the looks of things . I do hope that dodgy looking bloke in the cape isn’t going to be hanging around all weekend.