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FiftyFive ~ # 55
Abbi is home and Dan is head-over-heels about it. I can always tell because he plays football and he is better when she is around - even though she doesn't come to watch. Still its good to know they get on so well. He had a letter in his bag this week. Turns out he was only 2 marks shy of an A* in Chemistry and he had a chance to re-sit one paper. I saw the letter yesterday, the re-sit
exam was the day before. He didn't even know what was in it, he just forgot to give it to me - oh well, that's my boy. And this is them together. It's Abbi's 17th birthday and butter wouldn't melt. The music today was sent to me by someone who had a bicycle crash - well she tangled with a kangaroo which has to be the funniest was of wrecking your bike - Tom Waites, always a good egg and such a good song. Sometimes I feel as though I should write something more profound like wot Delueze does but I am too tired to think. It has been a long day researching, writing, working, reading and getting groceries otherwise we wouldn't eat. Got some cheese Grommit... och! Broken bicycles, old busted chains, with rusted handle bars, out in the rain; somebody must have an orphanage for all of these things that nobody wants any more... he's such a good writer... sigh!
Abbi is home and Dan is head-over-heels about it. I can always tell because he plays football and he is better when she is around - even though she doesn't come to watch. Still its good to know they get on so well. He had a letter in his bag this week. Turns out he was only 2 marks shy of an A* in Chemistry and he had a chance to re-sit one paper. I saw the letter yesterday, the re-sit
exam was the day before. He didn't even know what was in it, he just forgot to give it to me - oh well, that's my boy. And this is them together. It's Abbi's 17th birthday and butter wouldn't melt. The music today was sent to me by someone who had a bicycle crash - well she tangled with a kangaroo which has to be the funniest was of wrecking your bike - Tom Waites, always a good egg and such a good song. Sometimes I feel as though I should write something more profound like wot Delueze does but I am too tired to think. It has been a long day researching, writing, working, reading and getting groceries otherwise we wouldn't eat. Got some cheese Grommit... och! Broken bicycles, old busted chains, with rusted handle bars, out in the rain; somebody must have an orphanage for all of these things that nobody wants any more... he's such a good writer... sigh!
