Work and school respectively that is. Shakespeare is mental but enjoying the sun. I queue in the post office too long. I am intolerant of the post office queue. Over to the shop for a discussion over newspapers get a guardian (had to pay) and the acknowledgement we weren't in debt and the promise of a delivery tomorrow. Its all computerised and it is crap. Still toying with the idea of an online guardian. Jane Browne tells me it started off ok but she has stopped reading it.
Off to see mum in the evening then on to Borders with Ally.
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