Saturday, July 22, 2006

Walk Eighty-nine – Xavier on Grace’s bench

A quick walk to the bluebell woods after an exhausting day. My daughter Flo was back from her tall ships’ race, but only had a few hours at home to catch up on sleep while I laundered all her clothes and got her packed and off to the train station for a week’s summer camp. Robin and the boys are away and I have a lot on. However I received a very funny blackly comic e-mail from a friend which has kept me bouyed up for the last couple of days, and no, I’m sorry I can’t share it with you because you just wouldn’t appreciate it unless your mother is like her’s and mine.


Blogger Alison said...

Black humour is the best for getting through the worst of times - I'm glad you have someone on the same wavelength to share outrageousnesses with :)How lovely it is to have little ones coming along as the older ones depart - part of the rightness of the world somehow.

9:42 am  
Blogger Penny said...

I agree with Alisons comments. I had a lovely phone call from my youngest grandson Will aged 6 who always asks after our dog as he doesnt have one, love the sketches of Xavier, he looks like a real charmer.
As usual your line drawings are terrific, wish I could get enough practice to do the same. Will be off line for 3 days getting my mother into care. Not looking foreward to it.

11:04 am  
Blogger Felicity said...

Sounds like a difficult time in many ways - I hope there is/was no sting in the tail that you were referring to. (I'm very sure I would understand that mail!) Anyway, well done (seriously) for keeping to your resolution throughout - the heat alone would have been bad enough.

8:35 pm  

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