Wee flakes, big snow - that's what Spook always says. And sure enough, the wee flakes have made a bigger snow than yesterdays big flakes. I was thinking of going for a late walk in the dark, as I love the silence of the snow at night. Might do it yet, as an interesting contrast to the life they are leading in NZ. Straight home from school and down to the wharf to spend all evening jumping in. Meg went to the circus. she couldn't wait to see the elephant but was slightly perturbed by the big protest outside the tent, to save the poor elephant.
Spook has a house full, with the teenagers and the children. I imagine the neighbouring children are in the house too.
Spook and the children are coming to get me home on Sunday. I was supposed to stay the night in Christchurch and take the first plane to Queenstown in the morning, but they want their Mummy home.......well, Spook says he needs me to get back and start working. Our neighbour has a shed full of boys toys, and Spook is feeling left out. He thinks a jet boat would enhance his life. I'm just not sure if cleaning toilets will fund the lifestyle he is now looking for since we moved out from our lovely, shady and quiet neighbourhood. He was contented amongst our retired neighbours. Something has back-fired on me here.
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