a morning with my autists and then mountain time

I have decided to leave you with something deeply intellectual to study in my absence.
A provocative post, perhaps touching on politics or some aspect of daily life which affects us all.

Ah yes, of course...hairdressing.

I came into the kitchen to find Drummer boy wrapped in a plastic bag and looking rather like a large piece of defrosting chicken... shall we call him Drumstick from now on?

His delightful girlfriend has added another duty to her onerous roster (roadie, chauffeur etc). She is official wielder of the clippers (and scissors).

There is something about a fringe isnt there?



Perhaps there is more work to be done...

Yes ...Perfect... all he needs to do is grow a little moustache and the third reich will be happy to receive him as substitute leader. (I told you that politics would be featuring).

Tomorrow afternoon we are heading for a romantic stay in the mountains after a morning with my autist musicians. The house will become party head quarters be looked after by the children.

I spoke to the owner of the gite yesterday. She said that the weather forecast was very cold and wet, and we should bring lots of warm waterproof clothes because they are 1000 metres above sea level... I never thought I would find myself writing these words "Just as well we have a wood stove"...