Well, yesterday was a little stressful. As has previously been mentioned Ms Dogwood is not exactly a morning person and we had a classic example. If we don't get out of the house by eight o'clock then the traffic on the road into Sheffield is murder, so I try to give her plenty of warning with a count down from T-20 (time to clean your teeth), T-15 (get your jumper and socks), T-10 (make sure you've got your bag, phone, purse), T-5 (shoes and coat), T-1 (out of the door). Therefore, you can imagine that I was starting to get a little irate by the time we got to T+5 with sounds of clomping and screeching from upstairs. After a free and frank exchange of views we agreed that she could get the bus if she wasn't ready on time, and that she would have to time her own morning routine.
Still, the gods were smiling, and a 66 and 67 brightened my day a little. (Addendum - a 69 today (fnar, arf) but no 68 yet).
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