The weekend came early; OK, only 4 hours, but hey. It's still a win.

A morning of trying to grapple with shite systems before doing a school pick up; then after we had lunch, out to do photos, mess about, finalise the bike fixing, back to do another school pick up, bike shop schmooze, prescription collection and then home.

An evening of happy boys belies the utter crap that still drifts on, but hey. It's a joy to be around them especially when they are so relaxed here.

And much to do tomorrow; back to 3 on a Friday (G has another audition Saturday for the same TV show; she's nervous as hell, which may make for an interesting afternoon) Painting, pop exhibition #2 to do, allotment to tidy... better get to bed.

The tedium of the fag break #4