Mrs S and Eve away overnight, so I let Joe drive Mrs Smith’s car into school this morning. And a fine job he made of it too.
Home for a day of work. Thankfully the last Skype call of the day had just finished before the pug jumped on the table and threw up on my laptop.
In more palatable news, Eve’s interview at the university went very well. The course leader said they’d cry if Eve didn’t choose them.
I’ll get more details when I pick them up later, although as it’s close to midnight when they get in they might be past it.