Ming and Didcott went to school today - aged ten.
"Don't worry about Worthing," he said, as I kissed them goodbye. "I won't let him down, I promise. I'm good at astro-physics."
I said - 'Astro-physics' isn't on the Year Five curriculum.
He wanted to know what they might be doing instead.
I knew the answer. Lucy told me the other day when we were discussing 'modern education'.
"What are they?" he whispered (alarmed). "I don't think we have them on Mars!"
Explaining didn't help.
"Don't worry," I said. "That's what schools are for - learning things!"
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There's an arc of bare earth round the street lamp - where the children gather and 'hang'.
And they've stamped out a path at a tangent - a 'short cut' for when they play 'It'.
The Philadelphus (Coronarius?) I planted there, lasted for less than a week.
And though that was more than three years ago now, there's a hollow still marking the spot.
. . . . . . . . . . Clover?
(That's what Melissa suggests.)
I went to the front of the house and thought.
I looked at the circle - the tangent - the bare, dusty earth, the clover.
It's found it's own home!
Already it's lush in the hollow - and reaching into the grass!
(What's left of it!)
I don't need to worry about growing conditions!
I won't need to buy seed!
Ha! I've got a new lawn!
(Total area - about three square feet.)
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I hope no-one asks why they're green!
(Didcott and Ming.)