Day One Thousand Seven Hundred and Seventy Seven

There were people everywhere in my own neighbourhood today. 

Even before I was all awake. That is silly.

We only had fast toasts today.

Because Craig had to go and find things. Ha. 

And Niamh had to go to our big centre building to tell everybody they should come and dance there. 

So Zita and I had a nice quiet morning. We watched all the too many people out my watching window. 

Then we went for a walk all around. It was a bit too hot so we came home. 

Craig found even more music machines. But they were not all back. Ha. 

Zita had to go to get them because they were too big and heavy. 

They did not look like music machines. Oh well. 

Then I guarded the house and Zita went out to find beautiful things. 

Craig's friend Mister Stuart came for a little visit. With his family. 

He works for our nice Queen too. Ha. 

Sometimes Craig works for him. Craig sends him the interesting stories he writes. 

To the office way downtown. In the giant building. He is a nice man. That is good. 

Then Craig had to fix the music machine. Too bad for him.

Craig and Zita are going to a table sheet tasty food restaurant tonight. With our friends Kathy and Richard. 

Because they have not gone out for tasty food altogether for a long long time. Oh dear.

Maybe they will have wine too. Maybe. But not Craig. He only like the too much coffees. Oh well. 

When Niamh and Mister Clifford came home she was all red. 

Because of the too much sunshine. Her do not get all red medicine was too old. Oh dear.