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Not a great night. Poor Lincoln has fallen to the lurgy. He had a raging temp and we ended up on the sofa near 2am. I didn't get back to sleep. 

It was the school craft fair today and Xander came along with me. He helped his mate and his mums stall and only came to me for money and food. 

A certain Mr can cook his own dinner. He's being a fud and I'm being polite. 

I ordered 2 wigs today. I haven't told mr R. He can have the silent treatment 
I could just run away at times.