Honestly

Moot has some sort of death wish going on.

Last night we heard a crash on the terrace and there was Moot standing on the roof, we had moved all the possible props from anywhere near the wall but he managed to get up somehow. And then tonight, I come home from school and he's nowhere to be seen. This is quite odd as he always comes to see me.

He wasn't on the roof that we could see, he wasn't in the flat....oh look there he is, on the downstairs neighbour's balcony. Trying to get back up and failing. Failing because the roof is too steep. He's a very lucky boy. If he'd fallen a metre further out, he was toast.

My thoughts about everything else today have disappeared.

Hope you like the flower.