Fish on a Friday
Started the day with studying for the boys. George heated some rice and experimented to see what the best ways of keeping it warm were. Freddy mostly did maths. Barney spent ages creating a spreadsheet on the computer before I looked in on what he was doing and discovered he was typing the figures into each cell individually - i.e., not using formulae. He was working out each number on his calculator. Hm. We’ll just call that a lesson learned, shall we?
Went off to buy more fish for our aquarium and returned with a variety of platies - nice, bright, red and orange-coloured things, some of which have black tails. I did a quick water change before installing the new residents, and had to trim back some of the plants. This is a new thing for me, as up until now no plant has ever survived living with me for more than a few weeks. I was told that aquatic plants were easier, but although I was unconvinced, it seems to be true. Our aquarium is looking good these days 
Left the fish getting to know each other and we all went off to Pizza Hut for dinner (an early Mothers Day thing). The family meal deal we bought included the “ice cream factory” (i.e. you get ice-cream and you can add whatever toppings you want) for two, so we added an extra two, which produced great delight. Barney put so many sweets on his that he couldn’t actually eat them. George said he couldn’t finish his, donated it to me, then asked if he could go get more. The logic in “but you couldn’t finish the last bowl” completely escaped him.
Bit of a depressing conversation during the meal; I would really like to start a business of some sort, but can’t think of anything I can do well enough to get paid for it, or anything I know enough about to sell. All ideas welcome, because we can’t come up with even one 
The boys had requested a game tonight, and they chose the Millennium edition of Trivial Pursuit - which, played under the original rules, might well have lasted until midnight.
I’ve just bought additional memory for a laptop, having been given the part number etc by Scratchy. Purchased on ebay, paid for it, told him the auction number, and he went “ah…” “Ah what?” - turns out it’s for a desktop, not a laptop. Why don’t they have different part numbers, when they’re two completely different parts?!
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