http://stevie-carroll.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stevie-carroll.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] picowrimo 2015-07-28 08:22 pm (UTC)

Still rather tired this evening, but managed another 550 words. I've now moved onto the next morning, and Edward has let Rupert sleep late while he ponders various topics they discussed the night before:

Roo needed to earn money if he was to gain experience of budgeting and saving before going off to whichever university or college they decided on for him. Edward felt that one of the longer-established agricultural colleges would suit Roo better than Oxford or Cambridge, but the boy seemed to have his heart set on studying art. Still, that was all years away; Roo could decide in his own time, and Edward had no intention of forcing his son into doing anything he objected to.

Having mucked out, and given Roo's nag a cursory run over with a dandy brush – the memories of helping Julia with her horses had come flooding back as soon as Edward collected the wheelbarrow of tools and picked up a grooming kit – he returned home to find Roo up and about, and making coffee.

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