I picked her up from her Saurday activities, and we drove straight to the allotment so she could see everyone - especially Bertie Ping Pong, and Siouxsie and Camilla. They all looked well.
On the way back to the car she casually mentioned that she wasn't going riding the following day, so I messaged her Mum to see if we could keep her beyod the 9am we'd previously agreed. Mum said yes.
Back home, she checked on the Big Girls, and then she helped me prep for dinner. We were having Slow Roast Pork, which takes about 8 hours in total and was about 6 hours of the way through the cooking time by then.
She put her bedding on the bed, we made Cocktails (Laverstokes for DH and I, Laverstokes-with-no-alocohol for her). She quite liked it, but she didn't love it I could tell. So we did a tonic taste test to see what might be a good sub for the ginger ale.
After tasting four tonics, she got the giggles, so we put any more testing on hold until 'next time'.
She stayed up far too late, and we ended up watching several episodes of The Persuaders.
Sunday, when she eventually made her way downstairs, was making pancakes (she did it all), She was wearing the latest pair of leggings I'd made for her, so I was very happy about that. I've ordered some slighly more expensive Christmas fabric, and I'm planning to make her some more from that.
After breakfast, which finished very late, she went to the allotment with DH. She was in charge of Vegetable Distribution, Tuna Distribution (which ended up in quite a detailed explanation of why we were feeding tuna and why, therefore, there was a priority about who could have it), and Mealworms for SiouxsieAndCamilla Distribution. DH was going to the pub straight after, so SP was being collected from there.
He messaged me at about 12.20. When are they coming to collect her? I messaged back that they were on their way, but had planned to stop in a nearby town first. Shall I come and get her? I asked.
No, she's fine. Just wondering.
The pub has a 'raffle', but it wasn't the sort of raffle she was used to, and they had to explain to her how it worked (there are 100 - or whatever - numbers, and people pick the numbers they want). They let her count the money, I think, and she enjoyed the responsibility of that.