Sunday 21st February
Out for a walk with Dad. I have no idea what we're laughing at.
Brownie and Guides Thinking Day. I celebrated with mascara. I don't think there's a badge for that.
Snow again. I think I have seen snow every week now since before Christmas. That's quite the record. Sure, not if you live in Iceland. Shut up.
Late night Olympics watching. Actually this pretty much amounted to late night curling watching. Every four years I love it then forget how you play it then love it all over again. It's so clever and strategic. You have to be four moves ahead to even stand a chance. Sadly it turned out Team GB were not.
Could I be in more of a grump? Actually I wasn't, but there's no point in denying it because all the evidence is to the contrary. Makes me wonder what my actual angry face looks like though.
Waiting for my next class. It was cold so I hadn't managed to take off my scarf.
Getting ready to go out with my new curlers. That is to say, I was getting ready with my curlers, not going out with them. Just in case that wasn't clear.
Working. Let me know if you read this page and want to borrow the book, it's a cracker. Ok, I just lied.
Making my sandwiches before I go to bed. So clever.
Late night working. Sadly not with the book about 19th Century convents. Oh no. I spent, no joke, about 8 hours that night working on Soul Mates stuff. I went to bed at 3.00am. I woke up at 7.47am. I was supposed to leave at 7.55am. I did not.
Thursday 4th March
Working in the staff room. This time on Queen Victoria's visit to Ireland in 1849. Admit it, you didn't even know she came? Yeah, neither did I.
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