DEAR SPOOK, I feel incomplete without a picture on the blog and as my next issue is that I can't remember how to charge up your camera, I am posting a picture of one of you favourite views from The Sticky Woods. It is clear now that the wonderful display of competence and self-containment displayed by myself when you go off on a week's holiday, doesn't actually exist beyond that length of time, so if you could just get your butt back here, I will not make you suffer the usual 14 days initiation back into our independant lives. We did discuss how long a 10 week absence might take for you to recover your position in the household. I suspect now that 2 minutes should unleash extreme gratitude.
Thankfully though, the blog is a very useful tool. Expressing myself here, alerts your parents to my neediness and 6 of Granny's finest hen's eggs appeared on the kitchen counter while I had Finn at the Doctor today. (Don't be so hard on the girls Granny, they have had a hard life (battery farm rescuee's) and their product is not bad at all. My health is much restored.) If you had enough eggs, you could take some to Amy and Grieg, Angus, Frazer and Kier - all whom have fallen foul of the lurgy.
I'm thinking a wee dose of the flu every now and then might not be such a bad thing.
I know your son is improving as he discovered an ethernet cable and is currently trying to hook up to Xbox Live. The living room has been taken over by computers and cables and the sooner he gets back to school the safer.
Meg has been busy furthering her education tonight as well as attending a meeting for Duke of Edinburgh. This has required a bit of driving around. We need to juggle times to squeeze in the Athletic Club and when Finn is up to it, get him to rugby. Don't book anything for Tuesday nights.
I will be able to start back at my work on Monday with shifts that are fairly sociable for the 1st 2 weeks. And then it will only be 2 weeks until you are home. Actually.......don't book anything for any nights, honey.
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