Trumpet is broken…
Off to Barra, my monthly trek to get some money and pay the bills. Then enjoy a sushi lunch.
Looks like being a hot day, so I will get the air-conditioned bus and ride in comfort.
Maybe go for some therapy shopping.
Something to think about:
Mother: Get up, you have to go to school!
Son: Don’t want to. The kids hate me, the teachers hate me, give me one good reason!
Mother: You’re the headmaster!