Monday 22 February 2016

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighteen

We had a very quiet day.

I wore my own green rubber boots for our nice walk this morning. Then the salt does not make my feet too sore. That is good.

We have very fat and crunchy toasts today. That is good. I like crunchy toast. 

Emmet went to his nice dentist way way early in the morning. I did not go. Zita drove him. It is not so far. But is is all windy cold today. 

Then he went to his nice university. 

A little cold has caught Niamh and Emmet. But not me. 

Niamh has lots and lots of practices at her dance a lot school today. Oh dear. 

Zita gave her do not be sore pills. Just in case. 

Miss Julia had the little white car today. She drove Niamh to their dance a lot school. That is good. 

When Emmet got home from his nice university he had a nap. He did not even have his Irish tea. Oh dear. Because the cold caught him. 

Zita had to go downtown to the too small office this afternoon. Craig and I just stayed here. 

Now Craig is priest in way far away England. He has his own church. With a very big tower. With loud bells. That is nice. He used to be a secret spy. Ha.

Now he has to find who killed the nasty lady. 

He has a big dog. They go for long walks. In their little town. That is a good book. It is known. 

He will find the nasty person fast. His dog will be a big help. Ha. That is what dogs do. Be a big help.

I had a nice nap this afternoon. On my comfy duvet. On the big bed. With all the pillows. 

Zita has to go to a cheese party tonight. Not here. For our nice newspaper. 

Craig and Emmet and Niamh will make their very own dinner. Ha. More cheese. Maybe pasta too. Maybe. Or used pizza. 

We had pizza last night. The little different for everybody pizzas. From the famous pizza store. I got pizza bits. That is good.

The nice man came with even more old music machines. They were not just all black. They were all silver. 

He took away some black machines instead. I do not know why. Oh well. 

Craig said it was for his friend at the old friends breakfast. He does not have any music machines at all. 

So we will give him some. For his house. That is good.


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