Failing memory

So, last night Ben and Sara had a much needed night away.
I picked Fin up from school and took him to his martial arts. It all went splendidly.

This morning he woke at 5:15, and I got him his breakfast.

They live in a bungalow, noise carries- so I asked him to be a quiet as a mouse, because his granddad was in bed.

We had the tv on low, could just about hear it.

It was about 7 now, we had been whispering away for 1 1/2 hours, when I remembered David hadn’t come with me. He was at home and joining me today for tea.

In stupidness that just about takes the biscuit. I even convinced Finley he was there, he kept saying to me, ‘but grandma he is asleep, as I turned the volume up!!’

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