Le Daughter is home and we are trying to steer her onto a
cheaper living project, so that we can all afford to see her through her
Master’s Degree at Manchester University.
This isn’t easy when she needs le full MOT. Le opticians, le
dentist, le hairdresser... well that can be cheap and cheerful surely. In fact
can’t she have her hair cut really short so that it lasts for the full year?
Anyone for ****** tennis? Sadly the weather looks good, so I
won’t be able to get out of it any longer.
I meet L at the tennis centre and we do a dog swap, she's also
asked me to slap her if she tries to have alcohol tonight. The things I have to
do.
In the end it’s a short game. My opponent turns up pre-injured
and collapses in a heap during game 8. We adjourn to the pub.
(Thursday 3rd July)
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