Sunday is usually our day to rest when Ma and me have a good snuggle of an afternoon.
That didn’t happen yesterday. The stinking clocks sprang forward and Ma sprang out of bed at six that’s five in old time!
She rushed us round the block and then took off.
Didn’t reappear till dinner time!
Seems she had a big birthday party at the tearoom. Didn’t bring us back a single crumb of cake.
The plan was that we’d watch the Oscars but she was falling asleep before they got half way through so I took her to bed instead.
I might have been cross with her if the POOR THING wasn’t so jiggered.
Now we’ll be confused all week as to what day it is as we’re doing our Sunday today but who cares she’s home with me!
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