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 Toda was Ellie's last day of term. I walked around to join the final trek to school for 2025. Ellie, unexpectedly, was very emotional. Not because of the end of term, but because Zoe was working a late shift and wouldn't finish until 11 p.m. We left her at the classroom, and Zoe headed home while I set off on my usual walk. I was wearing my waterproofs, and was very glad I had them. The rain was incessant as I traversed my usual loops of the development. I had to strip off as soon as I arrived home, leaving my jacket and hat to drip in the Orangery and my waterproof trousers in the bathroom.

Di went to the hairdresser's as soon as I got back, and Lottie turned up as I was finishing my breakfast. As she was concentrating on the ground floor, I retired to my study to stay out of her way. 

I had trouble inserting a photo into my blog yesterday. I decided to look into this further. None of my tests worked. Every attempt to insert a photo failed. I started asking questions online. The latest updates to macOS have tightened the security around sharing cookies across sites. Google depends on this to provide the bridge between the blog and Google Photos.  I found that I could get it to work by relaxing the security in the Safari browser, but I don't really want to do that. "AI" also recommended I could use Chrome or Firefox browsers to circumvent the issue. The problem with both of them is that they are less secure and are more prone to malicious attacks. For now, I will have to make do with a temporary change to Safari when I wish to add a photo. Unsatisfactory, but workable.

After lunch, we had a quiet hour with our Kindles before it was time to collect Ellie. It was pouring with rain again, so I told Di to stay put and donned my waterproofs. Ellie was soon back here in the dry and started munching her way through the usual post-school snacks.

I prepared a pasta in cream sauce with garlic bread for dinner. Di and Ellie then had a quiet hour looking at the iPad while I read some more of my book. 

After a bath, Ellie went to bed. She had obviously decided she was going to stay awake and hope that Zoe would collect her at the end of her shift. Without going into all of the details and the whingeing and whining (from Ellie, not us), let's just say that she got her way in the end, and Zoe collected her after work. It's now approaching 23:30, and we can finally try to settle down.