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Date: 02 February 2005 18:42:17
Should you see a group of French school students rampaging their way round Oxford tomorrow morning, please be nice to them. Yes, even as I speak the coach containing little Miff's exchange partner and umpteen others is making its way out of the airport. Touchdown time here is 9.30 p.m. We are ready for them (I think). Maison Miffy is unaturally clean and tidy; Flylady would be proud of me! As long as she doesn't inspect our bin area, where there are enough black bags full to keep Biffa busy for weeks. Most of these emnate from Mstr Miff's direction. Yes, his room is spotless. (Hint, Smudgie, don't give up hope ;)) Long may it last! To Saturday at least. I'm not going to breathe until after the last guest at little M's 15th party has departed. As with Ms Miff's 16th several years ago, we are going to move anything that's remotely of value upstairs, lock all cupboards that can be locked and hide the keys (I'm still finding those to the china cabinet after Ms M's 16th) and install a padlock on Ms M's door. When there's nearly 2 years of A Level Art Coursework and college portfolios at stake, you can never be too careful. Dog and cat are spending the weekend at kennels. Come to think of it, little M would dearly like Mum and Dad to pass the weekend there as well, but that's not happening!
Right, I'm off. If you don't hear from me within the week, send out the search parties!