Well, it’s nine o’clock at night and Ian has just left. It was great to see him, and he seemed really pleased to see me. The only problem was that for some reason Little Ian wouldn’t put up his hand in class tonight, and that’s never happened before. It was a bit odd. I told him it didn’t matter, and I think he believed me. Nevertheless, it was frustrating. I wonder if he’s getting tired of my body. He’s still on holiday, so maybe that’s got something to do with it – maybe Little Ian’s still on holiday too.
I probably won’t see him again until next Wednesday night. Oh well.