This morning we went back and searched near the Tap Hall, and found the empty stolen bag in a playground. Fifteen metres away I also found the 3 balls of wool, the cotton reel, the bobbin, the 4 spare knitting needles, the completed washcloth and the jotted notes I'd used to make it, the photo of Climber at the pool and the birthday cards from Jen and Astrid, although those last two were soggy. The nice pair of purple floral dressmaking scissors, still in the packet which had been my birthday present, were gone. But I was really really glad to get the other stuff back. Thank goodness the hoodlums were too disaffected to put it in the bin.
The car window is costing us $400 to repair, and our insurance excess is $500. [insert sad face emoticon]
Cherub is recovered although he and Climber still have a few poxy scabs. Meanwhile the pinetarsol baths we've used for the pox have done good things for the molluscum-related eczema behind Cherub's knee and in his elbow.
Cherub timed his chicken pox outbreak much better than Climber - Climber broke out on Friday night so he buggered up his weekend and only got one day off school whereas Cherub threw spots on Sunday night, so he got 3 days off school, then had one day of catching up with his friends before a curriculum day today and a long weekend.
I'm off to Craft Camp at Sewjourn this weekend and plan to give the new sewing machine a good work-out. Meantime, I've left the big box behind for the amusement of the family. Cherub is having so much fun with it. If he's not using it to stylishly display my swag of birthday presents, he's dragging it round the house to be incorporated into whatever game he's playing at the time. Basil, being a cat, is also very keen to get into the box and the two of them are spending a lot of hilarious time playing Kitty Surprise Attack From The Box together.
Mostly though, Cherub's been stuffing himself into the box, so it can be his Tardis. He's getting quite good at the grinding dematerialisation noise.
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