We left the island about 12.30 pm ~ minus the drink bottles which were Ditz's responsibility. As she pointed out, obviously she's not responsible enough for such a responsibility! ??? Six hours later we arrived at my mother's, rather worn round the edges. Ditz did read on the train~ Lewis' The Magician's Nephew ~ for about 1/2 an hour, then proceeded to ask me questions to which I couldn't possibly provide an answer, such as what we would have for tea & what we were doing tomorrow (which is now today!) She is playing ping pong with someone else's hyper grandchild at present (grandma is supervising) & then going to see the WaterHorse with them at The Maroochydore mall. Rather them than me. That place is enormouse & in the wet packed to the ceiling with tourists. Ma is hyperventilating. Ditz is like a whirling dervish in her quiet, ordered life & much as she loves the Ditzy one is rather pleased she doesn't live with her full time.
I left them too it to sneak on here having checked my e~mails & ordered Ditz's next lot of math & had a meltdown. We are getting closer & closer to the algebra. Algebra is just silly in my book. Why play guessing games? I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason why people do these things but not one I can possibly grasp & while I am quite happy to do geometry, which I actually like & understand, am looking for ways to avoid both algebra & calculus ! And if you think Ditz will weep, think again! She's my girl!
Sorry folks. No pictures until I am back on my own computer.