Master T came back from his school camp a few weeks ago full of beans. I thought that he would be exhausted but he said he was the first one to sleep. I bought him some sushi, made him have a bath and change into his pjs and though he would fall asleep on the couch within the hour.
Nope. At 10pm he was still going.
Camp ain't what it used to be...
Where was my tired, dirty boy? His biggest complain was that there wasn't very much food. They should be used to feeding Tweenies shouldn't they?
His feedback was interesting:
Apparently the Principal's hair was a mess in the night on the way to a toilet stop.
He was a bit outspoken about some of the kid's use of cutlery
Ciao for now......
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