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I usually would put this down to coincidence, but it happened twice today within 15 minutes, two different locations, two different kids, so just in case:

Dear Parents,

Please instruct your child not to get of his bike to stand in the middle of a side-road entrance leading in from a busy main road. Cars turning in from busy main road have a very short window of time to do so, unless the driver has an uncontrollable urge to be smashed to bits and pieces by on-coming traffic.

Also, when finding himself face to face with car (that is now parked across said busy main road trying to get in to side road), please instruct child to move his arse. I'll repeat, move his arse, he should not stare blankly at driver's motions to move aside, nor should he give evil eye and slooooooowly move out of the way, when driver, giving up on motions, honks car horn.

Unless your child is secretly adopted from the planet Krypton, following the above advice could actually be a very good idea, child-safety and all. It will prevent your precious off-spring from being hit by in-turning vehicles, but more importantly it will also protect him from irate drivers, assuming said people actually survived the encounter with your child.

If you child cannot move about unsupervised in traffic without endangering himself or others, then you ought to either accompany him or keep him inside.

Love,
May

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Oh...and Murphy's doing great. He was back to his old self by 21:00 yesterday evening, just 5 hours after surgery, and in fact the most distressing thing for him seemed to be that he had peed on himself while drugged.

Murphy, Felix and Jonesy ganged up on me this morning, refusing to let me sleep late. Various tactics were used, braving the water-spray bottle, there was whining (Murphy, Jonesy) and scratching the bedroom door (Jonesy), then later there was the walking all over me (Felix), purring at ear-deafning volumes (Felix) and pouncing (Murphy). It worked, because I got too annoyed to sleep.

Instead I got up and was active:

- worked on TDH for over an hour
- did dishes
- packed beads
- packed orders
- took bead photos and processed them
- cycled 18 km on the exercise bike
- read (more about that later)

Hmmm it doesn't look of much when listed like that, but it felt like a lot.