Two things that have altered my evening's plans of sitting in front of Dr Who episodes with a jigsaw.
1) young mum neighbour asks if I can watch her little boy whilst she nips to the shop for milk. Of course - although the chances of him going to sleep with me reading him a story (an only vaguely familiar face) are remote. I am instead shown every single toy in his bedroom, whilst his chatty and friendly mum gets caught up at little Tesco with a friend thus only returning 3/4 of an hour later.
2) the Next-doors send me an email with photos of a stray 6month old cat who an acquaintance is trying to rehome. Obviously, with lovely old Domino cat here, I am oblivious to this whippersnapper's charms, looking at me from that piccy. La la la la la - I can't hear you.
1) young mum neighbour asks if I can watch her little boy whilst she nips to the shop for milk. Of course - although the chances of him going to sleep with me reading him a story (an only vaguely familiar face) are remote. I am instead shown every single toy in his bedroom, whilst his chatty and friendly mum gets caught up at little Tesco with a friend thus only returning 3/4 of an hour later.
2) the Next-doors send me an email with photos of a stray 6month old cat who an acquaintance is trying to rehome. Obviously, with lovely old Domino cat here, I am oblivious to this whippersnapper's charms, looking at me from that piccy. La la la la la - I can't hear you.
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