It is Sunday - at the end of a week of Sundays - and everyone is bored. I take Sian and Ellie out for a drive around Burnside. They are excited, although Burnside on a Sunday during lockdown is much the same as Burnside at any other time; quiet.
When we come home, my suggestion that we wash the car falls on deaf ears. I take the girls to see John.
'This man,' I say, 'who occasionally walks through the house, is your father. He can also be called upon during moments of extreme boredom.'
The result: John offers to do some woodwork with Sian and Ellie. Ellie is going to make a secret compartment and Sian, a shoe rack.
In the afternoon, Sian, Ellie and I watch 'Sad Cypress', one of my favourite Poirots.
And that was Sunday.
The result: John offers to do some woodwork with Sian and Ellie. Ellie is going to make a secret compartment and Sian, a shoe rack.
In the afternoon, Sian, Ellie and I watch 'Sad Cypress', one of my favourite Poirots.
And that was Sunday.
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