Right now I am saying goodnight to Ted as he saunters past me with a blanket in hand, headed towards the back door. Harriet is walking in with damp socks to grab a tissue. What's going on?
Well it's 8pm and Harriet announced at about 4pm that she was going to sleep outside, on the trampoline, inside its netting. Ted cottoned on to what was going on about fifteen minutes ago and has announced he, too, will be sleeping outside. On the outdoor setting lounge. Without a blanket. His recent return to collect a blanket may or may not be the result of it being all of about ten degrees outside at most.
The future's uncertain but the end is always near.
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