Yes, yes, it is my last Monday before the dreaded return, but today was a good day. My excellent friend Olivia and her scrummy son, Will, came for lunch.
Will is a month younger than The Little Perfect One and has the most enormous, smiley blue eyes I have ever seen. Will, his Dad, Toby and Olivia lived about 10 minutes away, until September, when they disappeared ‘up north’ into Yorkshire.
I understand that they wanted to be nearer family and all that. I just don’t understand why it’s always the most excellent ones that move away.
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