Saturday 19 September 2015

Day One Thousand One Hundred and Sixty Two

I had a nice quiet day. Because it is a Saturday.

Craig went to his old friends breakfast. I did not go with him today. He did not get lost. He came home all by himself. That is good.

Zita and I had a little sleep in. Then we went for a nice walk. We saw my friends the ducks. In the other pond. Then we went on the old old colonel's road. All the way to the little lake. 

We saw boats.

Not way noisy boats. Nice big boats. With sails. 

They were not way dangerous Viking boats. They have sails too. But they are all full of scary Vikings. With swords. And maybe a dragon. 

They can only come to our city inside nice books. Craig told me. That is good. 

Zita and Niamh went to the look into you eyes Doctor. Niamh is going to get beautiful glasses. So it is easy to read interesting books.

Then Niamh and Julia went to the busy street. There are lots for not so loud music concerts today. They are going to get tickets. So they can listen to the music until late tonight. Ha.

Zita finished making the house all spic and span. The big bedroom and the den are all finished. That is good.

We put all the back music machines away. They were just sitting all on the floor. In the den. I do not know why. Too many music machines. It is known. 

Emmet went for a long walk. After lunch. His head was too heavy. He had too many big Latin words in his head. That is when you go for nice walks. When your head is too heavy. 

Irish tea helps you when you have a heavy head. Or the special lemon cookies. From the way tasty heavy bread store. It is known. 

Zita went to see Mister God this afternoon. In our big church. Up the street. Where the very fast bats live. 

There is not so much singing if you go today. Zita says it is easier to talk to Mister God when there is nobody singing.

Craig says our church does not have very good songs. Too bad for us. 

Some churches have good songs. That people like to sing. Not ours. Oh well. We have beautiful full of colours giant windows. Red and blue and green. Good for us. 

Mister Saint Newton likes red apples. It is known. 

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