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A tired Hello to you this evening. I have decided that W should go back to work and I should go back to being at home with my babies.

Gosh I miss them during the day. Especially Miss T. About four o'clock I get a bit maudlin without them all.

It is not helped by the fact that W has everything at home merrily in hand with ease, including broadening the bear's diet ten-fold and going for jolly nice jaunts along the beach. And making fabulous bread.

I feel a bit out of kilter.

Hummmm.

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