It has been a funny old day, as Mr. Arkwright would say in Open all hours.
It was very busy, not helped by having to make my way through rush hour traffic to get into town and home again to pick my son up from the library.
Now I assumed that he had gone to the library to do either:
Studying
homework.
Alas, silly me, no.
He spent the time there playing on the computer with his friend.
Correct me if I am wrong, but isn't what I am typing on now a computer? Is this not good enough? Why go to the library to do that?
"Well it was fun" he says when I ask him that very same question.
ok, again silly me.
So dinner was late again because I had to drop everything to get to the other side of town in rush hour traffic to pick you up.
Next time WALK!
