We're not quite sure why the cat likes Spook so much. She tries to sit as near to his head as she can. Maybe she was born in the sewer.
I worked 5hrs today and managed to get my total for the week to match one of Spooks working days. He's done 3, so only has 9 to go.
Finn played basket ball straight after school and really enjoyed it.
Meg made macaroni cheese for tea, but refused to put it in the oven as she doesn't like it crispy.
The fire didn't really get going very well tonight, so we are all tucked up in bed (9.15pm), with electric blankets on and laptops each - we are not wearing hats, so it's not too bad. I did however find a very nice pair of BHS boxer shorts behind the sofa and put them through the wash. Then I put them on. They are lovely and snug, right up to the waist. They give me the air of the teenager, I think, as my trousers are hipsters, so there is a lot of pants on display. I used them as a tool to distract Finn who was having a bit of a 'moment' over homework. He stopped fussing and looked quite horrified. I suspect they may belong to a Scottish Downhiller. I can see little point in girls pants now and am looking forward to a cosy winter. The Lindis Pass was closed due to snow today. It is up around 900m's.
When Spook was tucking the children in last night, he asked them what they would do if they won a million pounds.
Meg said invest it in a vegetarian food company, save animals by shooting carnivores (!!!!!), buy a horse, build a stable.
Finn said he would buy a lawn-mower and some rugby goal posts to make a pitch on the croft. He would import animals that required shooting and extend his bedroom with an outdoor staircase and a Hide, so that he could shoot them. Perhaps he and Meg could come to some sort of an agreement.
I am grateful for carelessly tossed underpants.
Date Scones.
A few hours work.
Warm toes.
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