I always seem to be writing this a day late, but we seem to be too busy to get anything done at the moment.
Well having said that we did find time for sex, or making love as it’s now called and my what a pleasant way to start the day, or for that matter end the day.
I’m very easy going I’ll have a go anytime if I’m alive, although at the moment here with our work rate I’m not always alive, or it seems that way.
I must make sure our children don’t read this, you know how precious they get about old people having sex, actually that’s not true we taunt them mercilessly about us having a cuddle etc.
First day back at school for Diane, bit of a shock having to get up that much earlier to take her to the station and then later missing the time to go and pick her up, still that’s what happens to the older mind it’s easily befuddled especially by a bit of rumpy pumpy.
I seem to be going on about it, I must have enjoyed myself and having said that I think Angella did too, now I’ve got my new one pack body it’s amazing what you can achieve, I can’t wait until I have the other four packs to make the set.
When Diane came back from school I asked how we did with our homework, the project to make a model of a microbe, as I was hoping for a good mark and she informed me that one of the other girls had made her model from cake!
A model from cake, how can you make a model from cake, I’m lost for words and what’s worse is that it seems she will get good marks for her cake!
If I’d have known it was a cake baking competition I would have repeated the cakes we did for the cake sale earlier in the year.
Well that’s it for now, except our youngest boy child Michael has just told me he has to write an essay about a war film, book, or piece of music, I shall try to help him with this project but will be annoyed if the rest of his class enter cake. We shall wait and see.