Our son is home, safe and sound. And the only thing he lost in 12 days and 4 moves was one cap. More specifically, he didn’t lose the camera or his ID card.
In the meantime, we got two coats of varnish on the banisters. They were slower going than I expected, because they’re all finicky little corners, but they’re looking good.
I did a couple of critiques for the big writing group, and I got a little bit further on with the novel. And I had a morning’s guiding work, showing kids around the INT – kids my son’s age, on their own end-of-primary-school trip. And of course I gave my son’s bedroom a good clean.
And finally it was time to go and meet the ferry. We saw it in the distance and drove down to the port. Only when the ferry got in, it was the Armas ferry, from the other end of Tenerife. So we waited around with all the other parents until the 10pm ferry arrived at 11pm.
Boy was it good to see him!
Even better, because the boat was so late, he doesn’t have to go to school this morning. So he can enjoy his new Playstation Game (that he spent his holiday money on) and we can enjoy him.
