Zita and I got up very early this morning.
So we could have a nice long walk before the way too hot could catch us. Ha. Good for us.
Then the go fast car took Niamh to her early in the morning work.
When Craig was fast awake we had very crunchy toasts for our breakfast.
And Zita brought home the very heavy very tasty bread. From the tasty bread store. Ha.
Emmet is still very busy making his important story as beautiful as can be.
Sometimes it takes a long time to make interesting stories all beautiful.
Even with lots of Irish tea. Oh dear.
Tonight Emmet has to go the aeroport to find his do not get lost plane.
To go to not very far away Toronto.
But the aeroport there is way way too big.
And then he has to find another aeroplane that knows where way far away Wales is. Oh dear.
And he has to sleep on that aeroplane all the way to there. Oh dear.
I would not like aeroplanes very much. I only like to sleep on my own comfy beds. It is known.
After lunchtime Mister Tom came to my house.
To bring us brand new detective programs and to have a nice drink of tea. He is a nice man.
Then Mister Tom went back to his house.
And Emmet packed all his beautiful clothes in his take it with you to far away bag.
And he printed his special story. So he can show the people at the aeroport.
So they will know why he has to go to way far away Wales. All by himself.
And not with his very nice minder dog. Ha. Too bad for him.
And I even saw my friend Emmet’s name on Craig’s flat computer.
It was all about him. And going to Wales. And his very interesting story.
It is all about way way way old kings. In way far away Ireland. Ha.
He should write stories all about way old kings and their very brave and fierce dogs.
Everybody would like to read those stories. Ha.
Zita went all the way to downtown so she could bring Niamh home in the way too hot.
You cannot stay outside in the way too hot or you will just be a puddle. Oh dear.
That is why we go for our good morning walks very early.
Before the too hot knows we are fast awake. Ha. good for us.
Professor Jill came to my house to tell Emmet to have a very nice time.
In way far away. That was nice.
Emmet had his own little dinnertime. Not with everybody.
Because he had to go to the not so very far away aeroport.
And not be even a bit late. It is known.
So then everybody said not to forget to come back and Zita and the black car took him to the aeroport.
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