Squirrels 'n' Stuff

Morning and I'm later than planned, leave the house and head to Reggie. Carry on with preparation for RSS training I'm doing next week. Complete my lesson plan much to my own amazement. Fetch coffee from the Meeting Place, Tracy arrives and we shift boxes. Actually get amused by the process.

Chase people at the SHA and don't connect. Write some crib sheets, amend my background get your shit together doc for the RSS stuff. Weather is hot and sultry still, Air Con remains off, typical isn't it in winter the heating don't work, in summer the air con is on the blink. Receiving much appreciated critical reading of the stuff for the RSS sesh' from Nicola. Top stuff.

Monst calls, can I flee early, meet her at the bombed out church and pick the boy up from school. She wants to walk her boots in and as this is the last day of nice weather fancies a trip to Freshfields to visit the Squirrels and the beach. Plays the emotional blackmail card of the family never does anything together, more importantly gives me a chance to walk in my boots which are actually remarkable comfortable. Buy squirrel food and are warned we aren't likely to see any of the little red critters (presumably because they've donned bikini's, shades and trunks and headed down to the beach), then we see about five of the little buggers later in the day as the day cools down. Ice cream is partaken of from the van. Walk is pleasant and the beach amuses me as it shows acres of lillywhite flesh turning to pink on display. Only the Brits, eh! No knotted hankies to my dissapointment.

Monst treats us to dinner at the Italian Kitchen, Cal makes his own pizza, I opt for lamb in moroccan spices with cous cous and Monst goes with some Veal. I eat the veal because Monst is a little uncertain when it arrives, the bit of lamb I did eat was great, the cous cous lovely and the veal was good for me too. Monst enjoyed my meal which was good as I enjoyed hers and the bits of Cal's pizza I rescued!

Home quick blog and a few work things to sort. That'll teach me to leave early.

'C' word guidance out today, bits useful but overall marginally unimpressed as it could indicate the way we should go. Still knowing me I'd whinge if I was told that it wasn't the right way to go whichever way it went. So proabably the guidance is right anyway.

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