Thursday, May 22, 2014

Leave the housework, racing back and money matters.

1. I leave the housework to the cleaning lady and sit on the sofa with poor sad Bettany.

2. My phone goes towards the end of lunch and it become apparent that we ought to be at home, not nibbling biscuits on the Pantiles. "We'll be there in five minutes," I tell the Ocado man as I bundle Bettany back into the pushchair and start running. I glance at the clock as we get there -- five minutes it was.

3. To sort out a small tangle of money matters while Bettany takes her long nap.

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