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the show.’
‘Oh, I’d love to,’ I said. I glanced around the kitchen. It looked a little bit like a bomb had hit it. While I’d been occupied with Emma, Maisie had obviously brought herwhole tea set in from the playroom to feed her teddies, dropping pieces here and there along the way. One half of the table was covered with arts and crafts stuff from earlier, and someone had spilled a bottle of glue on the floor and then run off and left it. All our breakfast dishes were still left by the sink, and open boxes of cereal and cartons of juice and milk sat on the other counter.
Meg followed my look. ‘I’ll help you clean up if you like,’ she offered.
I sighed. ‘Thanks Meg, that would be great. I should really make them all come and clean up after themselves, but it’s more hassle than it’s worth. Sometimes it’s just easier to do it myself.’
Meg started loading the dishwasher, and I cleared up the art stuff. As I was mopping up the glue Maisie reappeared. ‘Maisie, can you tidy up your tea set please?’ I asked her.
‘I’m still playing with it,’ Maisie objected.
‘Well, put it all together at least,’ I said. ‘People are going to step on it and break it the way it’s all over the floor.’
Maisie grumbled a bit, but started picking up after herself.
Emma had finished her toast and was banging on her highchair tray with her spoon. She seemed happy enough so I left her where she was while I put away the breakfast things. I wiped down the counters with a cloth and looked around. ‘Much better! Thanks for your help Meg.’
‘No problem,’ Meg said. ‘So do you think you’ll be allowed go?’
‘I think so. I just need to wait until Mum’s ready.’ I heard the shower being switched off, so I knew she wouldn’t be much longer.
The only thing that needed cleaning now was Emma. She’d managed to get porridge all over her babygro and even in her hair. I wet a facecloth under the tap and started cleaning her up, chatting to Meg all the while.
‘I typed up that scene we were practising the last day so we could have a clean copy each. I know everyone had their own lines scribbled down, but I thought we’d need a proper copy.’
‘Good idea, it’s not much use in knowing your own lines if you don’t know where they come in,’ Meg said. ‘I’ve been learning mine, but I’m not sure of all the cues.’
‘I bet Ruby hasn’t practised anything except her ballet steps,’ I said, smiling.
I lifted Emma out of the highchair and sat her on my knee, playing clap handies with her.
Meg was watching me in fascination. ‘I don’t know how you do it,’ she suddenly blurted out. ‘I mean, how do you know how to do all this stuff? I wouldn’t know where to start with a baby.’
I shrugged. ‘I’m just used to it, I suppose. Maisie’s nearly six now, but I used to help out with her whenshe was a baby too.’
Mum came into the kitchen. She looked much better after her shower, even though she hadn’t bothered drying her hair properly.
‘Oh, hi, Meg, nice to see you,’ she said, self-consciously running a hand through her hair. She looked around the kitchen. ‘I was about to apologise for the mess, but you’ve cleaned everything up, Hannah, you star!’
‘Meg helped me,’ I said.
‘I had an ulterior motive,’ Meg said with a grin. ‘I’m hoping to steal Hannah away for the morning – would that be OK? We want to go to my granny’s house to look at some costumes.’
‘Sure,’ Mum said, taking Emma from me. ‘Where does your granny live?’
‘She’s over in Glencar, but Mum will give us a lift,’ Meg explained. ‘She’s not starting her new job until Monday.’
‘What time do you want me home?’ I asked.
‘Oh, there’s no hurry,’ Mum said. ‘Take your time. We’re going to have a quiet day here today, we’ve done enough rushing around lately. Just give me a ring if you’re not going to be home for lunch.’
Bobby burst into the room. ‘Hannah, can
‘Oh, I’d love to,’ I said. I glanced around the kitchen. It looked a little bit like a bomb had hit it. While I’d been occupied with Emma, Maisie had obviously brought herwhole tea set in from the playroom to feed her teddies, dropping pieces here and there along the way. One half of the table was covered with arts and crafts stuff from earlier, and someone had spilled a bottle of glue on the floor and then run off and left it. All our breakfast dishes were still left by the sink, and open boxes of cereal and cartons of juice and milk sat on the other counter.
Meg followed my look. ‘I’ll help you clean up if you like,’ she offered.
I sighed. ‘Thanks Meg, that would be great. I should really make them all come and clean up after themselves, but it’s more hassle than it’s worth. Sometimes it’s just easier to do it myself.’
Meg started loading the dishwasher, and I cleared up the art stuff. As I was mopping up the glue Maisie reappeared. ‘Maisie, can you tidy up your tea set please?’ I asked her.
‘I’m still playing with it,’ Maisie objected.
‘Well, put it all together at least,’ I said. ‘People are going to step on it and break it the way it’s all over the floor.’
Maisie grumbled a bit, but started picking up after herself.
Emma had finished her toast and was banging on her highchair tray with her spoon. She seemed happy enough so I left her where she was while I put away the breakfast things. I wiped down the counters with a cloth and looked around. ‘Much better! Thanks for your help Meg.’
‘No problem,’ Meg said. ‘So do you think you’ll be allowed go?’
‘I think so. I just need to wait until Mum’s ready.’ I heard the shower being switched off, so I knew she wouldn’t be much longer.
The only thing that needed cleaning now was Emma. She’d managed to get porridge all over her babygro and even in her hair. I wet a facecloth under the tap and started cleaning her up, chatting to Meg all the while.
‘I typed up that scene we were practising the last day so we could have a clean copy each. I know everyone had their own lines scribbled down, but I thought we’d need a proper copy.’
‘Good idea, it’s not much use in knowing your own lines if you don’t know where they come in,’ Meg said. ‘I’ve been learning mine, but I’m not sure of all the cues.’
‘I bet Ruby hasn’t practised anything except her ballet steps,’ I said, smiling.
I lifted Emma out of the highchair and sat her on my knee, playing clap handies with her.
Meg was watching me in fascination. ‘I don’t know how you do it,’ she suddenly blurted out. ‘I mean, how do you know how to do all this stuff? I wouldn’t know where to start with a baby.’
I shrugged. ‘I’m just used to it, I suppose. Maisie’s nearly six now, but I used to help out with her whenshe was a baby too.’
Mum came into the kitchen. She looked much better after her shower, even though she hadn’t bothered drying her hair properly.
‘Oh, hi, Meg, nice to see you,’ she said, self-consciously running a hand through her hair. She looked around the kitchen. ‘I was about to apologise for the mess, but you’ve cleaned everything up, Hannah, you star!’
‘Meg helped me,’ I said.
‘I had an ulterior motive,’ Meg said with a grin. ‘I’m hoping to steal Hannah away for the morning – would that be OK? We want to go to my granny’s house to look at some costumes.’
‘Sure,’ Mum said, taking Emma from me. ‘Where does your granny live?’
‘She’s over in Glencar, but Mum will give us a lift,’ Meg explained. ‘She’s not starting her new job until Monday.’
‘What time do you want me home?’ I asked.
‘Oh, there’s no hurry,’ Mum said. ‘Take your time. We’re going to have a quiet day here today, we’ve done enough rushing around lately. Just give me a ring if you’re not going to be home for lunch.’
Bobby burst into the room. ‘Hannah, can
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