Relaxing On Palm Sunday

Person A drove to the ex Parents in Law in Bournemouth on Thursday, had liver for lunch (this house hasnt seen liver for 10 years or more), a relaxing time, and a leisurely trip home on Friday via Marks and Spencers food in Exeter. Went to the pub with person D early evening, early night. Got up Saturday spent with her woman friends at a Spa in Dartmouth, swimming, drinking wine, eating steak. Came home, crashed out during Doctor Who. Spent Sunday getting up late, took a walk over the bridge and a ferry back across the water ("hello clouds, hello sky"), played at housework.
Persons B & C came back from London on the coach Friday, watched a video, went to bed and didnt get up until 16.30 Saturday, spent Sunday providing lunch relief for bus pass issuers at a local library (managed to issue 6 passes all day), watched video (isnt dad great getting them some holiday work?)
Person D, worked Thursday and Friday (mainly issuing bus passes to old folk), spent Saturday walking 10 miles or more doing a ridiculous geocache hobby, did neck in carrying shopping home on shoulder. Woke in agony on Sunday and spent the day accosting old folk for their new bus passes at a local bus station, wearing a dayglo jacket and not sitting down for 4 hours, adding to back pain by increasing the area of pain to entire back. Got threatened by woman flourishing palm cross.
Please assign names to letters
Me
Justin
Roxie
Melanie

Labels: Overwork
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