A(dmin) to Z(oo) of a week's annual leave

We've had a great week, with Quent off work, using up annual leave. We didn't quite tidy the den as we intended to (Quent would dispute this, because he did put away a couple of cables!) but we did go to Legoland twice and London zoo once, all in glorious sunshine. Last year's tax return info is with Quent's accountant. And the jumble sale treasures destined for higher things (ebay) have finally made it to the virtual world - from the floor, where I have tripped over them daily for the last year and a bit. The week has not been entirely free of swear words but admin wouldn't be admin without a few blue phrases, would it?

This weekend it is, of course, Easter and Oakley and I are off to France while Quent does some powerboating course with the Scouts.

Meanwhile, Andy will be kayaking his 125 miles and no doubt Helen and Clare (and now also Ailie, Quent's niece) will be in training for their charity stints for Cancer Research UK.

So please remember... this is the deal.

Andy squashes into a tiny boat and canoes for 125 miles. Helen and Clare pound the streets with their dodgy knees and broken wrist, respectively. I try to find the humour in cancer as I keep you updated on Quent's progress. And, to paraphrase John Lennon, could you in the comfy seats, please just rattle your purses.

Thanks to all those who've already dug deep. For those of you who intend to make a donation to Cancer Research UK, but haven't quite got round to it yet, click on any of the following websites (and I promise this is the last time I will mention it!):

http://www.justgiving.com/dwcancerresearch (Andy)
www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/helenlangley (Helen)
http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/ailieaviss (Ailie)http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/singlehandedrun (Clare)

Happy Easter. May the bunny hide many eggs around your garden.