Not doing a great deal really, spent the weekend with Charlotte and went into Birm. on Saturday. Spent a couple of hours looking round a flea market in the Custard factory. Ch was getting all excited about fashions I threw out when I was her age, and some of the items she loved I remember seeing mum and grandma wearing the same thing. Must ask Paul to look out some of the old photos of the fashions they wore. We were aiming to get to the science festival but it started raining far too heavily to walk across the city to the art gallery area.
Sunday we went into Sutton for work trousers and shoes for Ch. She found shoes OK but trousers were hopeless, got fed up with looking, they were all far too short for her.
Selina and Pete coming home today, hope they had a good holiday, bet Selina forgot to take her camera as usual! Darsh is home, looking very tired and stressed, he has rushed off to take his car for a test, then he is talking about having to go back to London to put up furniture in Rupert's new house. If he doesn't lighten up a bit and stop frowning I think he'll be going on his own.
Joe's shattered, we have just come back from the park and he has crawled into his basket. It's a case of follow the smell, as he has managed to roll in cow poo again.
Charlotte is so looking forward to going to France in a couple of weeks, she has been trying to read this book about the area she is going to, and not getting on too well.
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