It's now 04:39 Friday morning (yes another of those sleepless nights) and I can't think of anything to write. Is this what professional writers face, is this the dreaded blank page? Mind you I have done a few things today (yesterday); Nat played rugby for his school for the first time yesterday afternoon. Better yet he didn't play for his year, oh no, the yr 8's were short of players and so they drafted in Nat and 3 other yr 7's to make up for the shortfall. Deb and I went to watch, we picked Han up from school first but then she decided she didn't want to come so she went home with Donna. Well are parents allowed to come and watch school matches? At first we were afraid we would be told to leave as we appeared to be the only ones there. No one said a word and over the next 10 minutes familiar faces began to appear. You see the 4 lads picked from yr 7 were all Vipers players and gradually it turned into a Vipers Sunday morning as their parents joined us. Nat's school won 47 - Nil ( or there about) but the kids they were playing looked like the local orphanage team; they were tiny.
When the match finished we stopped at Sainsburys to buy some things for tea. I got a Euro Lottery ticket ( its £80+ million tomorrow) so if there are no further entries in this blog we either won or we are dead. Almost forgot, phoned Allotment George about about a poster Deb saw on site re: Quiz Night. He dropped some tickets around later that evening and so we're all off to the quiz on Friday (today) night.
It's funny what you've forgotten you will remember when you sit down to write and have nothing to write; And how little grammatical sense that sentence made!
Not heard from Hasmukh yet. Hope everything going OK in India.
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