Plus ça change...

By SooB


Trip into Castres, through the endless rain but taking the sneaky short cut to avoid the gilet jaune roundabout, to collect CarbBoy’s exciting new bed.
Otherwise, mainly working.
Afternoon parent-teacher consultation for CarbBoy where, without him in the room, his class teacher was able to be even more effusive than previously about how wonderful he is.  His tests seem to back that up.  We are proud, and a little confused about how that happened (clearly he’s done it all himself, as we have done nothing to help).
Then off, after a chance encounter with Mr CheeseLady, to Verfeil with the basketballers.
Something I said at dinner made Katherine snort dinner down her nose, but I forget what.  Felt like old times.  Mr B was quizzing us on WWII, but I don't think it can have been that.  There was much discussion about the definition of ‘medicine’ (honey? Cranberry juice?), but I don’t think it was that either.  Might have been something to do with biomes (that’s her latest obsession).  I shall start writing blip promptly after dinner so I can remember what we said.

Meanwhile, CarbBoy is beyond delighted with his new gaming headset.

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