Monday June 18th 2012 Tim
Oh Lord! There's a Fawn in
the cut grass, about ten foot from the Vegetable Garden. And quite
clearly he or she has been dropped off at day care by a mother who
wishes to spend her day nattering with other mothers.
They'll probably go to lunch somewhere, eat
far too much, walk down to the river to bathe, spend the afternoon in
armchairs. In the meanwhile those of us who run day care are nervous and
tense and stressed and twitching.