I picked today’s TT out myself. 🙂 I just flipped through it and stopped at page 165 (and a bit of 166).
An hour later, it was time for lunch. Nobody had really won British Tortoise – Benny had wandered off the playground towards the patchy grass side area, in search of… patchy grass, basically.. which meant the kids’ team had to follow him there. Then Bjornita had been frightened by all the noise and just retreated into her shell, which meant the teachers had to curl up into little balls with their hands over their hands at the other end of the playground.