2nd June

Washing is on the brink of taking over entire house – baskets overflowing, clothes on hangers and racks all around house. One pile has exceeded the height of Monkey Boy, which is impressive as it hasn’t yet toppled.

Problem is, I have only one pair of pants left (aside from daggy jarmy pants) – my button fly jeans. Lovely, you say. No, it isn’t.

I can’t bloody do them up because of my sore thumb. So I went to school, drop off and pick up, in my jarmy pants.

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