The Crossing Trees
Tuesday. Overcast but dry outside. No work for me, so I dropped Dash at school and came straight home. Raff begins the second year of his Theology degree at Christchurch University today. He’d been looking forward to it and spent most of the day in town with his uni friends, getting home late in the evening. I found myself alone in the house for much of the afternoon — until recently, a rare occurrence indeed. Fish and chips for supper — the homemade kind — and an early night.
