Got rid of them

[ailbhe]

I cut the nailvarnish out of Linnea's hair with my sewing scissors. She has a rather shorter, less even bob than she ought, now, but since she needed a haircut anyway it could be worse. She herself is enraptured with the new look.

Linnea and Emer cleaned up the mess a bit so they were allowed out this evening. They had a snack instead of dinner before going; we shall have to eat late tonight but that's better than me not getting any time off at all.

I want a big coloured drink with straws and paper umbrellas and, as Emer says, "Oso, a bit of orange on the side of the glass. Some drinks are like that." But I will make do with another clementine.