We only managed a 3 for tennis this morning instead of a 4. Gemma will have had nappies clogging up her brain and forgot. I have forgotten twice, so I wonder if a full terry towelling one got wedged between my ears years ago. Margaret, Zoe and I took turns at 2 people pelting the ball at one until Zoe had to go back to work. Then Margaret and I enjoyed a few games with me losing most, but all three of us felt that we produced stonger, better quality shots than the last time. I still managed to throw my racquet away, but not in temper.
I joined Mary for cleaning afterwards. We started with a coffee and muffin, so no complaints there.
The sun shone for a few hours today and it was very pleasant. Spook is coming home at an increasingly healthy hour, so went out on his road bike.
Finn is going on camp for 4 nights next week and spent the whole evening packing. He seems to be picking up some good habits from Meg as he doesn't go until Monday, but has gone through his list, labelled his clothes and written me a shopping list for everything he doesn't have. He and Max also whittled sticks to sharp points for spearing Flounders and have to take 'panty-hose' to make a net for catching cray-fish. They are not sure what panty-hose are, but stifled giggles anyway. He's to take a container of home-baking and wanted to pack that too. It would be a pretty mouldy batch of pancakes if they went in his bag tonight. I also have to make a large apple crumble so will have to practice before I inflict it on other peoples precious children. Will strip the apple tree in the garden. Glad it's not a green bean crumble as my beans have not enjoyed the change of scenery over here and have yeilded one bean each.
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