A school day in SW9 for Thursday.
Did someone say *shhh* fave school?
Steady the buffers.
But when you are invited to take part in a Wii dance off within the first few minutes of arriving, then well, YEAH…
It was straight outta the dance studio, and into the science lab.
As ever: how was your working day, Comrades?
Boy Y made something of a schoolboy error when explaining a little more about hormones.
I shall spare his blushes.
And mine.
But what a STAR.
The rest of the day just went WOH.
Whiz.
I knew that the Sunny Stockwell rain was coming. I spent more time first thing in the morning contemplating about the Brompton than I did over the choice of cravat.
Somehow I got away with both.
A quick cycle back to South Lambeth Road and I was back in the flat just as SW8 went VERY dark.
Anna then turned up in the flat as well - a rare moment when we are both back in our Transpontine roots together.
What is this? The year 2000 once again?
We did the Lidl run.
She then buggered off back to Liverpool Street, and is probably still there as I type, given the @greateranglia f-up.
It’s a lovely lido day in the morning.
Hurrah!
I think?