Six boys arrived for the boys' sleep over. Arthur was given the responsibility of looking after them (which they preferred) while Graeme and I went to visit Dave and Gay Marr.
When we got home, one boy had a head ache and wanted to go home, and another had a stomach ache . Both boys got their families to come and fetch them. (We believe that the illnesses were due to overindulgence of junk food that they brought with them, as well as a rather exuberant pillow fight) The remaining 4 boys seemed quite happy to settle and go to sleep. But Arthur woke me at 7 am saying that they had been up and down all night and he had not got much sleep. What did we expect?
I took a photo of the happy 4, but somehow 'lost' it somewhere in the bowels of my tiny camera, and I don't know how to recall it. I am technologically challenged.
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