Not a squeak.

Not a squeak out of Galmara or Cardwell. However, last Monday Roz and Francesca did sing and a couple of HC at least attended a drumming workshop and have made a companion for Titania.

So that's something. Two somethings.

My fingertips are soft. My left hand might as well be my right.

There's dust on my guitar... etc.

Three somethings, Miss Moodle flush with the joy of having won her right to attend church albeit rarely, called upon us with the voices to sing also, last Sunday.