Pixie

This pixie is actually CarbBoy creeping into the living room having just been told that Springwatch doesn't count towards his TV allowance. He is clad in TallGirl's fox costume, hastily glued and stitched last week for her star turn as the Little Prince's fox.

The weather finally turned at about 6am when the rain started thumping down. That had me scurrying up to the attic to allay Mr B's concerns about the roof leaking on his newly laid floor. All was well. Morning at school paying in cheques and trying to figure out how to make local government pay the school what it is owed. Also reporting to the Head on our efforts to find an English-speaker prepared to work part-time in our nursery in return for room and board (let me know if you know anyone....) She and the other teacher were somewhat shocked by me saying that several of the applicants are vegetarian "what do they eat?" conversations followed...

Mr B is off back to London, mainly to 'happy birthday' his godson who is a fabulous 5 today. Meanwhile here the weather has re-muggified itself and is insufferable again. An inch of rain fell this morning. If we have the same tonight I might not have to water the garden again until Friday. Every cloud....