Day Two Thousand Six Hundred and Ninety Three

My friend Emmet lost his own telephone. In a taxi car. In way far away Dublin. Oh dear.

And all his stuff is right inside the phone. Oh dear.

I do not have a phone. Ha. Good for me.

But his grandad drove him to the aeroport very very early in the morning.

So he could find the do not just get lost at all aeroplane. And come back to here. 

So my friend Emmet talked to Zita on her phone. In the middle of our nighttime. I woke up. A little bit.

It is because of the wrong clocks in Dublin.

But when he got to Toronto Miss Tara found him. Right in the aeroport. 

Because they are friends.

Because all of the Mahoneys have been Emmet and Niamh’s best friends since the very beginning. Ha. 

Then Miss Tara took Emmet to his friends house. In a giant very fast car. 

Maybe she just found it. Maybe. 

Emmet’s friends go to even another university. 

So they could practice telling stories just like long time old Irish people. Oh well.

There are lots of another universities. But some are not so old.

Craig and Zita and Emmet and Niamh were at a very very old university in Ireland.

It is not a university anymore because the fierce Vikings stole it all away. 

Now it has just dead people. Oh dear. Too bad for it.

The Vikings just stole lots of things. All over everywhere. That is not all right.

So now Vikings can only be on the television. Not everywhere else. Ha. Too bad for them.

Tomorrow Emmet has to find the do not fall over very often train to come home to our house.

And his own comfy bed. Ha.

Mister Paul came to my house this morning. 

So Niamh could make her old telephone as empty as can be.

So Mister Paul can use it. 

It was just all broken and he fixed it. Ha. 

Then Niamh went downtown to study for her remember everything exams.

And Mister Paul went to his house to pack his going away bag. 

Because he is going to way far away London today. Ha.

After everybody was all gone Craig and I had our together lunchtime.

We had all toasty croissants with strawberry jam. 

We played catch the ball after lunchtime.

But not so much. Because of the a little all the time rain.

But now all the snow is nearly all gone again. That is good. 

Craig did not have time to look for interesting stories today.

Because we were too busy. Ha. Good for us.

This afternoon Zita and Niamh and Miss Tarryn are going to Mister IKEA’s store.

To get our own beautiful Merry Christmas tree. 

Because they have lots and lots of lovely trees there. 

And cinnamon buns too. Ha. That is a good store.

They went in Miss Tarryn’s nearly a truck. 

Because the silver little car is too little for two giant trees. 

When they came home Zita and I went for our soggy before dinner walk. Oh well.

Then we had an altogether dinner. But not Emmet. 

Because he is in Toronto having a nice dinner with his friends. Too bad for him.

We will watch the doctor and the detective again. 

We did not watch so much of it last night.