Relax

Ellie woke up a little earlier than usual, but nothing that would be considered unreasonable. We got the show on the road and pottered round her as she played, had her breakfast, and looked for mischief. Urban-Cub arrived mid-morning, stayed for a brief chat then swept Ellie up and took her home.

The Silver Vixen and Gorse Fox had a quiet day after that. The most exciting bit was probably the Gorse Fox heading off to the barber shop for a much needed trim. While there, Cousteau-Cub phoned, and the Gorse Fox suggested she called the Silver Vixen instead - and whilst she did, the quality of the call wasn't very good, apparently. She hopes to call back in the next day or two.

The Gorse Fox did manage to exchange messages with an old Starfleet colleague. We co-wrote a book together back in the 1980s. He's here in the UK on vacation (from Canada) and we have arranged to meet up in London on Saturday afternoon while the Silver Vixen is at the musical with Jane and Trevor. It'll be nice to see him again.  The Gorse Fox will have to see if he can find some photos from that period.