Little Peckish icy thingy - as the waiter said |
Caught up with James, Celia (wow - she made it to brekkie) and Kate and I had a yummy breakfast. And an iced latte that the waiter called "an icy thingy". Hahahah. I didn't mind it at all.
Crazy day that kept me at work for ages. Then I met Mike at Leuven and we Ubered home. I cooked tea and before I knew it, it was bedtime.
Mike is off to Ruapehu this weekend - meeting Wally and the gang. But Toby had a drama rehearsal ahead of the debut of the play - but that got cancelled last minute. And he made other plans. So I am stuck at home - but it shouldn't be too bad. I want to take Toby to practise his motorcycle skills. And that should be a bit of entertainment.
I hope your weekend is a good one. We have 2 minutes of silence today at 1.32pm to remember the atrocities committed at that time last Friday.
I am going to lend my name to the lobby for tighter gun control. It's a good thing.
Love,
Angela
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