POor Frus... poor ribs, hope they feel better soon. We missed you at the weekend.
Sarah -

at the word dozy and twerp, I've not heard them in a while... ok, so you didn't say 'no', so instead of you making the cakes, seeing as they don't seem to have a clue how to, why don't you offer to help them... have them shop for ingredients and such, and then be in charge of them making them, themselves. I would think they'd love to do it, and aren't probably given the chance usually, hence asking you...and I reckon it would be quite nice to help out and watch their enjoyment as well...what do you think?
That's a picture of my Christmas tree in my avatar... the star hits the ceiling as these ceilings in this house are a lot lower than out in AZ.
Tum is still a tad gippy...better than yesterday though, although it's still morning here and it hit me worse during the afternoon and evening. The nurse sent Hannah home from school not half an hour after she got there, as she feels rotten and queasy, so I'm really hoping it's not a bug. She's tucked up in bed, fast asleep.

@ Peacock and those lines... did anyone ever have to write lines at school? I did, once... 1000 times, of ' I will not talk in class'. Funny how nearly every report also said, Christine is very capable of doing more if she would just use her time better in class, rather than talking to her neighbour.
I'm off out for a walk in a mo, it's lovely and sunny out, not to cold...and hopefully nasty furry husky dog has long gone by now, so we won't run into him.