First day of holidays. Lashing rain, thank God for playdough! Michael having a nap. Bless him. He'll need his energy for fishing through the night. I know this feeling of anti-climax knot in my stomach will go away, and in the meantime I will referee my fighting boys and listen to the sound of the rain lashing on the roof. Sigh.
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It`ll be GRAND Mrs ! You`ll see , youre just tense after all the pacing, the journey , etc...and its the SUNNY SOUTH EAST , my homeland for that ,so the SUN will shne :) Now go get a cuppa , and put your feet up and unless theres blodd drawn leave the boys to their own devices ,they`ll soon get fed up fighting :)
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