Tall Girl, however is becoming more of a teenager by the minute. She threw a strop before school today and gave me a look that could kill, rather than saying goodbye, as she left. I didn't let her get away with it, but I fear there is more where that came from. Tomorrow I am taxi servicing her and her friends around in the afternoon (they finished for the holidays today). I don't mind doing it at all, but I don't want to be taken for granted. I have a horrible feeling that it goes with the territory?
PS. I went to the solicitors today ( leaving the dwarf outfit at home) but when I arrived and started to talk to her, she suddenly realised she couldn't act for me because she had already spoken to Husband. How annoying (and odd too because she had been recommended to me, and was not easy to find). Apparently their computer should have acknowledged the conflict of interests when I made the appointment, but someone had spelt my name wrong, so it didn't show up. I should have gone as Grumpy after all, because I was afterwards, VERY!