Ulrika is coming home over the weekend to see how she copes with "normal" life. So I've been tidying up all day. Not so much housework as an archeological dig, particularly the kids' room. There are large areas there which have not seen the light of day for centuries. As the weeks have gone on, layer upon layer of stuff has accumulated as Zoe empties every cupboard she can and Kai discards things everywhich way.
I'm making all sorts of discoveries: innumerable robot spare parts, a Japanese fan from Kai's first ever rock concert (Asaksa Jinta), sundry seashells, rocks and other aquatic flotsam and jetsam,a copy of the Magna Carta, a pizza carton from the dynasty of Tutenkamun and the Holy Grail.
Not bad for a morning's work.
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