The dogs’ turds better and I've been to the gym, what more could a girl want.
The report on L's morning arrives.
What more could a girl want? Well...
I’m out with my old school colleague tonight, just the one as the other two don’t show up. As usual we have a few in the Brunswick and then adjourn to the Babington Wetherspoons for food. I’m not a fan of Wetherspoons but it was preferred to the all you can eat Chinese which was also on offer.
L sends me a garbled text, which I think says she and the boys are going to walk up to meet me from the bus. Unfortunately she really isn’t getting on with her new touchscreen phone.
(Tuesday 21st July)