Sunday 1 April 2012

Sunday 1 April 2012

The next test is due on 10 April, so the screwing-up-to-it process is underway, and between that and the IB exams it's not surprising that she is often racked by stomach pain, which seems more like acid burn than anything else in the book. However, she is still managing to walk Baxter, look after other people's cats, go to 18th birthday parties and go driving with Dave in between feeling ill and revising, which I suppose represents some sort of work-life balance.

Something remarkable: CA, who spent the last 6 years trying to be invisible, has finally booked a holiday in Majorca for four girls (Rozzy, C, Natasha and Erika) and appears to be organising them as well as it with extreme efficiency and decisiveness.

Also remarkable: C went to Marjorie's party on 24 March, had fun, posted photos of herself and the girls having fun onto Facebook, got home on the last bus at 12.02 am without being intimidated by the drunks, wasn't pleased to be picked up by me in car, and was up again by 7am to walk the dog despite BST losing her an hour's sleep. Tonight she's at Erika's party, having made her a beautiful cake iced with a picture of a sailing boat - though she has requested a lift home at midnight.

Rik is in line for promotion already. He has been asked to help with interviewing job applicants, and is to become a team leader i/c security operations, with a view to further advancement to a senior post by next year. I said 'Talk about meteoric. If it weren't you, it would be unbelievable.'

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