The Chauffer Years

Yesterday I left college at two thirty and picked up my daughter from school at three thirty. At four thirty I drove back to pick up my son – he had football practice. We drove on to pick up boxes so we can carry on packing. We got lost but managed to get my daughter to her ballet lesson for six thirty. While she was there the rest of us dashed home to get changed and pick up her dancing shoes then picked her up at seven forty five. We rushed to Kingston for dinner at eight at a local restaurant.