18/01/1981 - Banana flavoured robes.
Neville was very grouchy this morning, perhaps he could sense I would be gone for the Gala most of the evening tomorrow, he spilled his mashed banana all over my newly pressed medi-robes (he has his mothers awful aim) and I had to charm them a couple of times to get it all out. You wouldn't believe how hard banana mush is to get out of white - I was almost late. You can only imagine how horrifying that was for me, that and Arcantropus has too much to worry about nowadays without his mediwitch going missing. Especially when everyone looked fit to kill this morning over a certain press snippet.
It's always hard to leave him in the mornings, especially when he's not feeling himself, but Laura is very capable and I always have the evenings and Sundays with him, sometimes even Saturday. He's growing so quick. He must be getting his back teeth in, he's normally so calm when he has food (just like his father). I'm beginning to worry about Frank, last night when I got home, granted I was rather late after having to patch poor Billywig stung Arthur up, he was already asleep. This morning when I woke he was already gone, I really need would like to talk with him, perhaps I'll be able to pin him down later or tomorrow at the very latest.
I did have plans to check in on them both, Neville and Frank at lunchtime if I wasn't otherwise occupied here at the office, but upset those plans when I remembered I must pick up my new dress robes. They're now carefully hung on the Department hat rack, they'll get creased in here. If anyone feels the need to move them, do so at your own risk and gently, not like the way you throw files, they cost half of my right arm. Shouldn't have admitted that out loud, the things we women do. Frank will think I'm off my head paying that much again.
I do hope the stings gone off, Arthur. I do hope you have all those little devils, Newt. Especially now I have a shiny, new Freespirit newspaper to attack them with.
It's always hard to leave him in the mornings, especially when he's not feeling himself, but Laura is very capable and I always have the evenings and Sundays with him, sometimes even Saturday. He's growing so quick. He must be getting his back teeth in, he's normally so calm when he has food (just like his father). I'm beginning to worry about Frank, last night when I got home, granted I was rather late after having to patch poor Billywig stung Arthur up, he was already asleep. This morning when I woke he was already gone, I really need would like to talk with him, perhaps I'll be able to pin him down later or tomorrow at the very latest.
I did have plans to check in on them both, Neville and Frank at lunchtime if I wasn't otherwise occupied here at the office, but upset those plans when I remembered I must pick up my new dress robes. They're now carefully hung on the Department hat rack, they'll get creased in here. If anyone feels the need to move them, do so at your own risk and gently, not like the way you throw files, they cost half of my right arm. Shouldn't have admitted that out loud, the things we women do. Frank will think I'm off my head paying that much again.
I do hope the stings gone off, Arthur. I do hope you have all those little devils, Newt. Especially now I have a shiny, new Freespirit newspaper to attack them with.