Hellooo. I couldn't find you all. And now I can't get up to speed. Am already on the Prosecco after a taxing work day (I worked for one of the first companies to import Prosecco into the UK, I'll have you know. And endured more than my fair share of customers sniffily dismissing it because it wasn't French. Numpties.).
Dd is off on a jolly camping trip around France with another family with bazillions of children but only 1 teen, so they apparently need dd. All worked well last summer, so hopefully more of the same angelicness for the next few weeks for them. She said she wanted to come back on the ferry by herself after about 2 weeks, but I have now found out that the ferry companies unhelpfully don't allow unaccompanied minors, so I may have to have a long w/e in St Malo. Which would be a terrible hardship, obvs. Either that or she has to continue on the trip until the rest of them come back at end of Aug.
I have had a day of advocacy and interpreting and have come away embarrassed by the NHS. Looks like I will also be working tomorrow with more of the same. If I were an outraged blogging type, I would have enough material to keep me going for a week. But I'm not, so I will just fester in a disgruntled manner instead. :)