Saturday, 7 February 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Forty Five

We watched movies last night. A detective from way far away England. Catching dangerous people.

He had a little dog. It was not very brave. It just stayed on the bed. Oh well. I had a nice nap in the den. With Zita and Craig.

Niamh had ice cream and big waffles and chocolate for her dinner. Last night. She said it was very nice. 

Maybe we will all go for ice creams and tasty waffles. In the summer. When it is way too hot. Not in the winter. 

Niamh eats ice cream even in the way too cold winter. Craig says she is silly. Oh well.

Emmet just likes croissants. And cheeses. All the time. Not ice cream.

This morning Zita went out for breakfast with her friend Kathy.

Craig and I had big toasts. For our own breakfast. 

When Craig makes toasts he always puts on the special tasty jam from France. Lots of it. He makes way good toasts. It is known.

Niamh and my friend Zoe went to the dance a lot place this morning. For toe dancing. 

Oh dear. Craig and Zita are going out. To look at a not for Poppy sofa. For the den. Oh dear. 

Maybe they will not find it again. I will not like a not for Poppy sofa. At all. 

They came home all empty. They did not find one. Ha. Good for me.








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