In my kitchen making peanut butter cookies for DGC tomorrow when there was a knock on the door. DGD1 calling in on her way home from school. She had left her door keys in her other coat pocket so could she borrow mine? And then before I could answer , she wittered on about school, her exams, what should she choose to do for GCSE , should she be an architect or a paediatrician and would that make a difference to her course choices! She had a drink, took the cookies out of the oven and put them on the cooling racks. It was a shame she can't do Home Economics too....witter witter witter. Then the clasdic line, ," Nana, is this all you doball day..bake?" I bundled her into the car & dropped her at her home! Love her to pieces!
I am not a nasty person but ……
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