Jo and the kids were going to Australia later in the day, for 3 weeks. As she had asked us to look after their fish they came over to bring them (though it ended up just being one as the other two died that morning) and have a last playdate, and Bettina and Tim also joined us. I was pleased with Emily as she shared her toys well. There were a few little battles going on but generally they all played fine together and ate reasonable amounts of their lunch.
Jo departed with tears in her eyes (not least, I guess, due to the prospect of the upcoming stressful 15 hour overnight journey with the two children on her own). It made me realise how tough it will be when one of us three has to say sayonara though. Bettina and I took Tim and Emily to Hon Shiba and we stayed there a further hour.
The poor old fish didn't see the day out; though it ate its tea it was lying motionless on the bottom by the time Nick came home. I had to get him to take it out and wrap it up for the bin, being too squeamish, though we actually had salmon for dinner - hard to explain rationally, I know!
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