The weekend was hot and summery, at long last. On Saturday morning I judged an English speech contest for junior high school students. It was only after the whole thing had finished that I discovered that the boy who had won first prize was the son of one of the teachers. It's probably a good thing that I didn't know though, or I would have been worried about judging him fairly.
I also collected my new table and chairs from the home centre on Saturday. The table and 4 chairs came flat-packed in one large box which I could just about lift on my own. In fact it would have been fine if the shop assistant had not released the saloon-style counter-door as I was bending down to pick up the box. The corner of it smacked me right in the head and, wimp that I am, it was a real effort not to cry. I still have a sore bump today...
Anyway, with K's help the table was put together, and then H helped me with a chair. Yes, 'a' chair, the other 3 are still waiting...
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