Z says no

 Sunday was lovely, the children all had fun together and all the adults get on very well.  Hadrian's older brother and sister are away at university and so he and Ro's two played together much more than usual.  Al is brilliant with small children and he and Perdita coloured in together and made a game of that too.  Al always was great with children, even when he was a child himself.  He was 8 when his brother was born and they were inseparable for years.  I always knew both he and Ro would be good parents.  

It was Squiffany's 21st birthday on Friday.  Unbelievable, of course it is.  She passed her driving test two days before that, so much celebrating.  I hope I'll see her during the Easter break.  

I'm gradually doing a little admin, having taken the first few rungs of one financial ladder this morning.  I have no excuse not to write a follow-up email now, which is the reason I'm blogging instead.  Is it less reprehensible if I admit it?  Probably not.  I will do it today, though.  It'll only take ten minutes and my excuse is that I've developed a sore throat and a cough overnight.  No idea where that came from, I rarely catch anything and I haven't knowingly been with anyone with a cold.  I hope I'll be over it by Thursday, as that's when I'm taking my friend to the dentist and I don't want to have to tell her to find someone else.  She will make a big thing of it.  She's being hard work at the minute and, though I sympathise with her, there's a limit to how much I can cope with and I had to draw a line the other day.  It's a fairly complicated situation regarding property abroad and I'm not willing to do all the paperwork.  I said, if it were my affairs, I'd give it to the solicitor to do and, failing her willingness to do that, I think her daughter should.  It's not necessarily that I can't, but that I don't need more stress.  She's pretty cross with me, but I'm not budging on this one.  

PS - I have written the email.  And sent it.