Friday evening
Well it was a mad dash to Catrin's school, where we were due at 5 for a meeting of volunteer parents to host an American child on a visit in June.
I got on the tram more or less when I should have, but there was an intervention on the part of the pumpers (the firemen did something somewhere) and stopped all the trams - so I was a couple of minutes late.
But not as late (thankfully) as the man in charge.
They'd be crazy to put a child with us - but you never know.
Then a mad dash up to the church where the young people's camp-in was beginning.
A bit of last-minute sorting out, a spot of running here and there, the odd phone call ... and the weekend got underway.
I got on the tram more or less when I should have, but there was an intervention on the part of the pumpers (the firemen did something somewhere) and stopped all the trams - so I was a couple of minutes late.
But not as late (thankfully) as the man in charge.
They'd be crazy to put a child with us - but you never know.
Then a mad dash up to the church where the young people's camp-in was beginning.
A bit of last-minute sorting out, a spot of running here and there, the odd phone call ... and the weekend got underway.
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