Spa

 It was a bright and sunny day, a great change from the last few days. I wandered across to Zoe's (clutching Ellie's project in a bag) and we escorted her to class. The project was handed over and put on the table at the back of the class... one of only three that had been submitted.

I walked home and grabbed breakfast while Diane headed for the hairdresser. The morning was fairly quiet. I updated the accounts and started looking for materials and plans for a medieval castle - which will be Ellie's next major project. I didn't find anything that fitted my mental picture, but there are several months before we need to start on it, so I might devise a separate plan by then.

Today was meant to be the first day of Jasper's latest Spa treatment, assuming, that is, that we could catch him. We were lucky. Diane caughte him and I provided the carrier into which he was deposited. He yelled all the way from home to the Cattery but settled as soon as he arrived and saw Mark (the Cat Whisperer). Mark has just returned from a couple of weeks in LA. He commented that he probably won't return as it is infested with drug-takers and fentanyl addicts. It has become seedy and feels dangerous. Jasper is now in Mark's care for the next week (though we did forgert to take Jasper's swimming trunks - but Mark said he had a spare).

We collected Ellie from her post-school dancing class and she sat and did some reading with Nana before daddy came to collect her for the weekend. Today is Pete's birthday so we gave him his cards and present before he headed off with Ellie.