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It's baking hot here. Hotter than Spain.
Even the sun-loving 'rents are finding it scorchio.
It's 27.9 according to the thermometer in this room. Argh.
So I might go outside later, if just to get the boy outside with me.
Usually Mia is also out at this time, but she is in disgrace after pooing in their bedroom this morning.
Personally, I'd think it was a good reason for her to be out, but mine is not to reason why.
I have four more antibiotics tablets left, and still don't have my voice back.
Mum says "I'm not sure they'll want you back at school with that cough!" I say, "They don't have much choice." Fingers crossed for a magical turnabout over the weekend.
Oh, sorry, I came here to say goodbye to Pam.
Still, she's gone after all and won't read this.
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