After Wendy fell over the back of the sofa, we were busy comforting her and recovering from our own fright when something made Nigel get up and go to the kitchen. A teatowel had caught fire and was burning a plastic tray. It smelled evil and we opened all the windows and doors. It could have been very serious but thank God, it was a minor catastrophe and all was brought under control very quickly.
At least the third thing has come and gone now. Until it does, it feels like waiting for the second shoe to fall.
Michelle is on duty tonight so we went to go and get her boyfriend who had some tummy trouble. We thought he could do with Caelyn's care and attention. She is very good at curing people with minor illnesses.
Poor Richard! Did he think going out with Michelle was like going out with anyone else? Well, truth be told, Michelle has a family like no other. Richard seems mad enough to fit right in, bless him!
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