A mixed bag

No car.
Husband has car 'cause his car has died.
No car!
Am a little bereft.

The morning was spent with an old pal of Miss Bs and her (handily Master B aged) brother at a local play centre.

Had to walk the chidlers there and back so they were tired when we got home to say the least.

We watched TV / acted like zombies on the couch.

Then the chidlers were in collage mode, I was in tidying mode, the two collided, I left the room, I returned to a glitter explosion, I hoovered, I kept calm; I am super Mum.

Decided a bit of education was in order. Found a kids 'learning French' game on t'net. They loved it. Their pronunciations were hilarity itself!