Day Five Hundred and Four

No Scotsman coat today. No long walk. I went to the garden down the street. There is no nasty salt there. That is good.

Niamh has special exercises to do to fix her poor knee. She has to get up early to practice them. I have backing up exercises to do too. Oh well.

Zita had lots of writing to do. I was a big help. I guarded the room. And her Irish tea.

Craig was still in the den being a Scotsman looking for nasty people on a black island.  That is silly  islands are not black. We have an island in my canal. It is green with big trees. It used to have pigs Craig said. Craig reads silly stories. Ha.

Craig is going to the airport to pickup his friend Paul. Paul was in way far away. Fixing things.

Emmet and Niamh got way good scores at school. That is good. Craig's teams never get way good scores. It makes him sad. He should find better teams. It is known.

We drove Niamh to watch her dance friends. She cannot dance until the nice make your muscles all better lady says it is ok. Oh dear. Oh dear.