WEATHER WORSENS

We're ready for tomorrow.

The rickshaw is polished; tires checked.

Our picnic is made:-

- Cheese and leek pasties (wrapped in grease-proof paper).

- Boston ginger biscuits (in a tin)

- Lemon Cordial (in bottles)

- Tomatoes

- Apples.

Worthing can have a banana.
An M.O.D. man phoned. He said we'll find the bus in a lay-by on the Bournemouth bypass. We must be there by midday. Otherwise, it'll move on.

I couldn't hear everything he said because Didcott kept prodding Worthing and making him cry.

I didn't like to say "Sorry for the noise - my children are attacking each other," so I said "Poor Worthing is teething," instead.

Didcott smiled a huge smile. Then he gave Worthing a hug and a piece of carrot.

Mrs Rustbridger brought round a pile of crocheted blankets; the weather forecast for tomorrow doesn't look too good.

The weather today doesn't look too good either.

Yesterday, it was spring - and sun - and birds singing - and stuff.

Today, there are cold slants of rain.

Oh flippin' 'ec! It's snowing!

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For Tomorrow