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A happy stone sent to me by Kathy started my day with a smile...

Especially as there was a miserable stone next to it!

Smiles as my visit to the dentist did not reveal a mouthful of decaying teeth causing my toothache so I could have lunch. (I have an impacted wisdom tooth so I probably won't be smiling much on Wednesday when it's removed...)

Some tidying and eBay posting made me  smile as we searched for the names of various Gogos/Crazy Bones. 

And a run late afternoon - managed to choose a route with lots of steep hills, but the view at the top of the last one was rather pretty. 

Oh, and Liverpool beat WBA!

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Mr S coming back from USA was a smile-worthy event - especially as he came bearing gifts!

A run in the sun was also smile-inducing although very hard work.

And Isaac creating a geography masterpiece was also amusing. I hope his teacher appreciates the effort!

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I've been for a run. Only 1.6 miles, and slowly, but never has a slow short run made me feel so ecstatic! Hurrah hurray and yippee!

Now to build up the miles. 

And yes, I will be a good girl and take it slowly! 

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See girls - I told you I had a milk jug!

I have just found it hidden amongst all the ornaments we put in storage! It's now reunited with the rest of my tea set. 

And this may look unexciting to you, but the return of this filing cabinet has filled me with great joy as it holds all my flash cards, worksheets and other resources I've made, and I haven't seen it since September 2011.

I also managed to get Mum's sewing machine working and shortened two pairs of Jude's trousers. That was stressful but it made me smile to think that, for all lack of domesticity, I'm the only one who can thread the sewing machine! Thank you Mrs Cunliffe!

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Two 'trees' today that made me smile. 

The totem pole in Sutton Park...

...and this "tree in a cardigan" that John and Jude saw today in Brienz. 

Huge smiles when I visited Whitehouse Common - it was lovely to see so many familiar faces and be welcomed so warmly. 

And Isaac and I have continued to find my Mum getting in and out of the Fiat 500 very amusing; she insists on sitting in the back and it only has 2 doors!