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Isn’t the weather fantastic? So hot and yet the air is fresh. Just delightful, unless you’re working out in the middle of it, of course. I was some of the time, though not very hard, and wearing jeans which wasn’t probably the best choice for the day. No matter.
Wink is here for the next few days, which is highly jolly. We are going out to lunch tomorrow, and then into Norwich shopping. Weeza will probably join us, with Zerlina of course. We’re planning a family get-together over the weekend, on Sunday.
Squiffany had four little schoolfriends over to play today. They were all so sweet. Al had done a treasure hunt for them on the field and they all trotted out, with Pugsley in front. I said to Al and Dilly, it looked like five little sisters, all much the same size. I became momentarily sentimental about the thought of such a family. Having the eldest child a girl does add a civilising influence. We pondered about five 6 year old boys and a small girl. Much as I enjoy the company of little boys, they would be altogether more rowdy, but the girls were good as gold. They all wanted a rest indoors after their treasure hunt, it was too hot to be outside in the sunshine for long.
At least, as there was no dusty digging being done today, I was able to hang the washing out. Five loads of it. The last will stay out overnight. And the sixth is still in the washing machine. It’s been a while.
*Not to be mistaken for our friend Ziggi