Today it is 33 degrees Celsius.
We're cooking.
Tomorrow will be 38 degrees.
(Then summer will be over again).
Meanwhile I've had parent-teacher meetings for both Son#1 and #2.
Sigh.
We're having Son#1's IQ tested and his behaviour assessed.
Son#2 didn't spring the trap either.
Sigh.
Son#3 has a helluva fever raging.
I'm so tired of problems - big and bloody small - that I wish I could pile us all into the mini-van and drive to Tarifa.
Begin anew.
Leave everything behind.
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